And the rain. Not that rain is rare. On the contrary. You live in rain. Every day it drifts down like soupy ether. You struggle to see the top of the ...hree-canopy jungle. Driving rain stings your eyes and you look back toward your hammock. Normally the complex labyrinth of trees, vines, and bromeliads repels all attackers. Only the fine mist can make it through the emerald fabric. But today, for some reason, the pattern doesn’t hold. The lightening flashes and the thunder booms. You turn your. We get strange stares when we are all out on a date and we are showing each other affection but we don’t care. Our relationship works and that is all that matters.So I have three cocks, all different sizes; one six inches and two seven inches, all cut and thick. We don’t all have sex all together all the time. Sex just happens naturally. Oh, did I forget that I am a nymphomaniac, which is a plus for this type of relationship. My men, as I call them, operate a very lucrative software company. Yes she was fat probably 15 stone and only 5'3".She turned to face me after I'd locked the door, as I slid my arm around her waist we began to kiss, snogging away I put my tongue in her mouth and she had her hand in my hair. I moved my hand onto her ample tits, she must have been a 36B, fondling away she was moaning. I lifted her jumper off over her head and felt her tits through her black bra.I soon discarded her bra and was feeling her tits, bending down to suck and lick her nipples she still. It looked like something was rising up from the depths of this water.“Kailani, is that you?” Nami beamed from ear-to-ear.Rising up from the depths, it wasn’t long until arms pulled Nami into an unexpected embrace. Words spoke, “I can help you.”“Kailani, it’s really you!” Nami chimed once more.With grace, the mermaid dashed over to the two pillars and snatched this redskin fish from its very spot, effortlessly.“Wow, I’m quite lucky to have a helping hand,” Nami blushed at the mermaid fetching.