. but suddenly a soft feeling of nylon alerts my senses.Shit! Who put me this f... nightie, is for little girls!!!, and what is this? A strand of blon... hair on my face? That confuses me even more.Hey, I'm wearing blonde braids? Long braids on my hair!!!Ouch!! They are stick to my scalp!!!This goes too far, this joke is Ok but today is a working day, if I catch the son of a b... who did this...Hmmm. I need go to the bathroom, Boy, this room looks big...Hey girl, where's the bathroom?Hmm. He stuck a couple fingers up into her pussy, and that made her moan a little bit. Samantha was watching Hannah suck on Rich's cock as if there was no tomorrow and Rich fingers fucking her sister, so she got a little idea. She got up, as she was still completely naked. She walked over to the table, and grabbed his new camera."Put that down," Rich said."You don't want any more photographic evidence?" Samantha asked.He didn't answer, because it was more than obvious. She took some pictures of. I think she said this in advance because she was a perspicacious person and it would not have escaped her notice that our extraordinary encounters on the yacht had left their mark on me! She wanted to head of any attempt on my part to encourage twosome action ‘on the side’ between the pair of us. I of course had the opposite inclination, which is probably the reason why Susan spelled out how it was going to be in ABC and black and white. I mean, if a guy has fucked a woman that well, and knows. The song ended and they headed for the table they’d set up shop at. I signaled LeAnn, the floor girl delivering drinks to the populace to come over.“Whatcha got, David? Need another one of those?” she said, pointing to my beer.“No, but deliver another round of whatever they’re having to them over there,” I said, “on me.” She gave me a look and went to do my bidding.I sat and watched as LeAnn delivered my offering. Stacey’s head snapped around to spot me when LeAnn nodded in my direction. Her.