“The what?” asked Liz.“The Ha’aina Male’ Experience. It’s a recreation of the islands’ origin story, sort of a mythical history of the i...lands. It’s a lot of fun, but it runs pretty late. You probably won’t get back until very late Friday night. Certainly, not until well after midnight.”“Then, no, we’ll need to pack and get some sleep. Maybe some other time. This place is pretty neat. I can see us coming back here for a vacation in the future.”Bob laughed. “We can leave Junior with your parents. Lucky us. Yeah, why don’t I feel lucky as a flaming bus is thrown at me. It hit me right in the kisser, and I feel myself thrown to the ground by the unbelievable force. I so didn’t sign up for this. I should be watching the soccer game between UMass-Boston and Bridgewater State right now. Unfortunately, the fates and a psycho bitch named Miranda O’Connor had other plans. From what I hear, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. She torched her husband Matthew and their daughter, Alice.. I took that opportunity to clean up again, and as I was heading back to my spot I heard Kathy call out to me. She was sitting at a table smoking a cigarette, and I sat with her. We talked a bit, I told I was surprised that she stopped fir us, but she said she looked at us, and decided we were ok right away. She said she couldnt sleep, and was just about to take a walk, and as jh ed if she could see where we set up our spot to camp, as it were..lol. we got back there and there was a little. I lost count. It felt like one long orgasm going on forever and ever. My head began to spin.Reluctantly I raised my right hand a few centimetres. Steve immediately pulled his cock out and a few seconds later I felt a warm splash down the small of my back. He must have finished himself off with his hand. A true gentleman.The guy in front had also pulled out and was twisting his right hand around the rim of his glans. With his left hand he pointed to my face and asked, "Okay?"I sighed a contented.