..?" I'm Bea. I am... well basically I'm your boss today and I bet my wet pussy that you are... the guitarist!" Well.... you win." And so do you, I lo...e guitarists!" With that she dropped her shorts and leaned back on the mixing console. Her shirt wasn't quite long enough so I could see her bald pussy.I stood up, my shorts still around my knees. My cock had softened a bit but the view woke him up again. I approached her slowly.Standing right in front of her, my growing cock slightly touching. I suppose that you want to know what is going on. Well the answer is very simple: our air conditioner broke down, and we came to the Park in hopes of cooling off."This is the normal time for our Master to exercise his harem, so that is what we are doing. Master is very set in his ways, and every day of our lives is governed by a fixed routine. We have set times for exercise, for fucking, for eating, and for sleeping."Master fucks three of us in the morning when we wake up and three of us in the. It was poorly balanced and he figured more for hacking than a useful sword."Hey!" he got the man's attention, "Pavlov." He pointed to his chest. "You?" Daani Dowa," he repeated, "gudfella." Me, Pavlov, you?" he pointed."Baffloff Dowa blong Daani," the man replied, "Daani dowan blong mowani. Dowan blong kaaknewi. Kaaknewi blong farraway." What's all that mean, John?" asked Roscoe."I've no idea," he shook his head. "Golovko, you make any sense of that?" I think he's saying we came on a big ship. Wayne tried to move his head away but Paula wrapped her hands around it and held him tight against her “Keep going.” Wayne again complied, thrusting fingers in to her a few minutes later and “oooooohhh fuck” she orgasmed again. This time she released her grip on Wayne. He sat with a smile on his face, his chin and cheeks soaking wet. “Was that ok?”“Ok, it was marvellous,” she replied as she rolled off the bed and found her knickers. “I think that will do for today. Tomorrow we will continue.