Then she stood up in the dollhouse with all of them present and said, "Well girls, we promised no mess, so each day this dollhouse will be cleaned. Yo... should each have new names. Connor will Connie Anne, just call him Connie, Chip will be Chelsea, and Mong will be May. Again, as the only real girl here, I can help you with your clothes until you understand how they work."Then she showed them their clothes and each one took their new outfits to one big room shared by them all. Connie first. I'm not about to belittle them for enjoying life and eschewing work...I glanced back at my fellow crewmates, only to find them quite close together. Sid was now sitting on the edge of the pool, about eight feet to my left. Somehow, he'd lost his swim trunks. Ingrid was between his knees, and my guess was that Sid was responsible for her bikini top floating towards me. I sure hope she'd sunscreened her tits. She was fondling Sid, much to Sid's obvious pleasure. I could just hear what Ingrid was. After I didn’t crack, they tried a variation of that, accusing me of shooting the lady Marshal. When that didn’t pan out they regrouped and tried to find a way to charge me with the various dead Russians. That they had a better case for, since I had in fact killed those men, but considering the circumstances I was confident any half-decent defense attorney would get me off if it came to a trial.I was glad they didn’t know about Ronny and his gang. I had no remorse for what I had done to them,. She digs her fingernails into me deeply making me buck and thrust harder and harder. The room is echoing with the sounds of our bodies violently colliding and her loud sexy moans. I can feel an orgasm flooding through her body but I can't stop. Feeling her hot cum rush around my cock drives me on.Pushing against my shoulders hard she lays me down, arching her back and digging her nails into my chest. Her hips gyrate on top of me. Her small, perfect breasts sway with her movements. My hands.