Fluffy? Wait is that what he is calling me? Before I can thing about it something licks my toes, I react right away to turn but realize I am fully loc...ed in place. Without warning something mounts me is trying to drive home, through the suit I can barely feel what it is except hair rubbing on my toes and my exposed sex. Then it hits home and is like a motor with the speed it is pumping, I can hear a fait grunting and whining. Without a sound master from last night lifts my blind fold a. Relax a little, Chris. She sent her panties flying into my lap, and turning around, ran down the stairs to the pool, tits and ass bouncing as she went. And a few minutes later (and a couple of squeals of delight from the coolness of the water), she was swimming and calling me. Usually, I don’t like being pushed around, preferring to do things at my own pace. So it’s rather reluctantly that I stood up, undressed and stepped down to the pool. I sat on the side, letting my legs down in the cool. He spoke softly when they finished.“Alia, when you go back to the tribe, say nothing of meeting us. We will arrive shortly and make ourselves known as visitors. It is better this way.” His words seeped into her and she accepted them without question, for he was behaving as a good man. He had made no attempt to force himself on her. Perhaps he indeed had enough women to keep him satisfied. The three of them departed as quickly and quietly as they arrived, vanishing into the forest like wraiths. "Ahem" a short cough made him look up"Good morning Boss," smiling Bridget continues, "What do I need to do now?" It's morning but not necessarily a good one," he growls. His face, snarling like a possessed demon, didn't leave his paperwork. She could sense that something in the folder of pages he was reading was not to his liking."You're room is ready for you. It will be used by you and you alone. Understood?"Looking up, his eyes were glazed, staring, and seemed to be looking straight through.