The sitting women are quite different from the men. We have many stories of Kamoho'ali'i – the king shark." Tell me one." Once there was a beautiful...girl, called Kalei, living in Waipio, who was very fond of shellfish, and frequently went to Kuiopihi for it. She generally went in the company of other women, but if the sea was a little rough, and her usual companion was afraid to venture out on the wild and dangerous beach, she very often went alone.The King shark god, Kamoho'ali'i, used to. “This is Angel Nectar from last year’s pressing. I assure you it contains nothing unpalatable. Take a sip, as you would of the finest wine, and then savour it as you would a beautiful and alluring female.”I did as he instructed, and admit the cider was as fine as any wine I had ever tasted, bearing in mind I am an ale drinking man. I made appreciative noises, and Boris beamed.“There you are, Elijah. Angel Nectar – pure perfection.” He took a sip, and then a longer swallow, smacking his lips in. My strong arms around you, my hands start to caress your back, and down to your ass. You are holding me close, pressing your chest against mine, our breath rising and falling together. You are wearing a dress, with a low scoop in the front that showcases your beautiful breasts. I reach behind you and slowly unzip your dress, from your neck slowly down to the top of your ass. My fingers slowly caressing down your bare back. My hands slide slowly up your back as we continue to kiss, my fingers. “Don’t worry, babe, I know a couple of guys that would love to pound your virgin ass,” said Heather.“That’s okay, baby; I’m fine with leaving my latent homosexual tendencies unexplored,” I responded.“But you’re okay with us licking each other’s pussies; aren’t you, dude?” responded Rachel.“Well… you guys don’t seem to mind, and I’ve never actually asked you to lick each other’s pussies,” I stammered out.“Don’t sweat it, dude,” said Rachel. “We don’t do anything we don’t want to. Heather is just.