There were some outside overhead spigots for showering down that I guess the workers used to get the stench of the pot off their skin before mixing ba...k into normal society. We didn't see anyone lounging around so we stripped down and took a much needed shower even though the water was not in the least bit warm.I scrubbed Running Eagle's back and she did the honors on me. I liked the way she let her fingers linger on my buttocks and I could tell from her ragged breathing she was thinking it. I decided that I was wrong. Ken didn’t do too much fentanyl, or those ice cubes worked very, very well, or some of both. I only had one word to sum up what I was seeing; WOW! I closed my eyes and just chilled out grooving on the sounds.I was feeling very chill, very relaxed, very serene even. I found the whole situation very calming. I had not felt this calm and relaxed in a long time. Hearing the sounds of honest, sincere, genuine lovemaking was incredibly soothing to me. That is. She wished that at least one of them would look her in the eyes. As it was, they were now standing in such a way as to get a full view of her shaved pussy. She wished that she could close her legs."It's something my husband and I do," She tried to explain. "He leaves me here and comes back after a couple hours and pretends to be a stranger finding me like this."The three boys looked at each other dumbfounded."You mean you like to be tied up this way?" Paul asked.The humiliation was getting. “Be a good lass and swallow now.” He said almost in ecstasy. I closed my eyes and gulped down this seaman’s sticky semen. It tasted odd, but not as grotesque as I thought it might have. I figured he would want me to continue, so I moved my lips quickly back to his cock and began to suck vigorously. He moaned loudly in elation and his knees buckled as he wasn’t expecting another visit so soon from my mouth on his sensitive cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth quickly. “Now now,.