It was just a little bunkhouse fun, that's all. We arealways fooling around like that. Pete simply grabbed at my ass a bit andpretended to hump me. Pe...e's a fun guy in that way. I didn't do anythingthat should make you cross.The next night was pretty much just like the night before and most everyother boring night out here in the middle of Timbuktu. I had pulled a fewof your old letters from my desk drawer. I had been considering burningsome of the worst ones and in my frenzy I didn't notice. 'Course it couldn't, she reasoned to herself. Just a normal amount and not strong stuff anyway. She drew Linda to her, pressing their wet bodies together."What's wrong, my lovely pet? Do you feel sick?" Jenny thought that perhaps she should stay, but breaking a contract could cause loss of work later.Linda threw her arms around Jenny's waist, pulling her tighter so that their pubic mounds pressed close together."I've become a fucking machine, Jenny. I... I just want to be fucked. I love you and. A big grin crossed Jim's face, as he relished the upcoming battle. He wisely stepped to the foot of the table and started an expert foot and calf massage. Once Lori's legs loosened up, Jim shifted to the other end of the table. He grabbed Lori's arms and virtually ripped her hands off the towel so he could stretch her arms straight out and above her head.Jim's hands were skilled and the rubdown was terrific. He kneaded her arms and then moved to the side so he could do her shoulders and back.. I kissed her back, pushing hard into her with my hand still cupping Amanda’s breast and my cock still touching her buttocks. Marsha’s hand reached over in search of my member, looking for that which had given her joy back home. She insinuated her hand between Amanda and I and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I moaned into her mouth and told her I could not last long like this. Amanda, sensing what was going on, turned a little towards us and whispered “Hi Sweetie” then dug her head.