Carly had been having some problems booking the previous day's business. I had pulled up a chair next to her. The smell of her, as usual, had been int...xicating. Even though I'm sure it was some exquisite perfume she always wore, that smell, to me, was Carly.It was the island and most dressed quite casually. For most of us, casual meant sloppy, but not for Carly. She apparently spent a lot of time on her appearance each day. Even though she had already worked for me for a month, I hadn't seen. Maggie whispered to me to slide my cock in her mouth. I stood by the side of bed the as she slid back on her panties and lubed a hard glass dildo from the night stand. She laid silent as I rubbed the tip of my cock between her lips. I continued to rub her lips with my my cock head only stopping to gently hit them with the hard shaft as she pulled her panties to one side. She let out a light wince as she slid the hard dildo into her sweet ass as I part her lips and slid my shaft into her wet. We look along the path and see one member of our crew standing look-out – then swing around to look the other way and spot another production assistant watching in the other direction. She turns and gives up the thumbs up – and we pan back to Lana, standing infront of us and adjusting her dress. It’s not going to be on for much longer, but she wants it to look ‘just right’ before she gets started!We cut to look at our host, crouching to the side, behind Logan, stroking his head and chest as she. Mike Peterson returned to his cabin in its secluded corner on the Brightman ranch. It was undisturbed. Although he’d miss staying with Father Ambrose and Sister Agatha with their far-ranging late-night conversations, he was delighted to be back to his hidden cabin, the surrounding forest, and his privacy. He began gathering firewood to heat rocks for a cleansing sweat bath.Augustus Atwood and Jason Embridge were found guilty on all counts and sentenced to twenty years each in state prison;.