Mostly ... never did.The two grown women were making a beeline towards the man but when I supplied the bag they made a severe detour and ended up stop...ing in front of me. They joined hands.Like twins they said, “He’s married, to me, so don’t be getting any ideas.”They didn’t say Us or Her. “Married to me” ... as a single entity.Continuing as one, they said, “I don’t mind loaning him out but he’s mine.”“Wow ... that’s a great trick,” I said.By this time Zen had delegated the responsibility of. Because Bob and Willie had already been physically down there, instead of flying and ‘swimming’ down, we teleported instead. Largely, so that in case the spy satellites weren’t tempted by our girls, they would never see us.Instead of going down in pairs we all went individually since everyone wanted to ‘do it on their own’.That led to some very humorous moments. (You know, like the Keystone Cops Go Scuba Diving?)As soon as we all materialized by the two submarines, Rex, Jeremy and Bruce. To my surprise she was sat naked on the closed toilet lid, the bath had only about 6inch or more of hot water in it, no doubt to warm the huge old cast iron roll-top bath of those days, dad had recycled ours from a bombed local manor house and it was a huge clumsy old thing big enough for two easily! The wall heater was blowing hot air in the usually unheated room, so by now it was warm enough to enjoy. She bade me undress, then to climb into the bath. I protested I needed a pee, but she. We lay her diagonally across the bed and tied her hands to one of the bedposts, following the orders of the older girls. She pretended to struggle"Oh, woe is me," she said in a cutesy damsel in distress voice."How will I ever escape?"At Jackie's command, the four of us descended on Cindy's beautiful, lean body. Her nipples were dark and crinkled and her skin was tanned olive. I ran my tongue over her exotic breasts while Samantha and Jenny held her ankle and stroked her legs and Jackie buried.