Being a good boy was wonderful. ‘Now for the fun part.’ She put her fingers in my ears. ‘What’s your name?’ she asked. ‘Hans.’ Her fing...rs dug deeper into my ears. My ratiocinations evaporated. ‘What’s your name?’ she asked again. I tried to remember. I made a long concerted effort to remember, but I couldn’t. ‘I… I don’t know,’ I said. It was distressing, and my face reflected my anxiety. ‘Shhh,’ she said, ‘It’s okay. Just be quiet now.’ Her fingers massaged my mind, and I eased. I thought. I reached around behind me and unhooked my bra, and CJ sat back to watch while I bared my tits to him, my nipples hardening as the air reached them. He said" Your fucking tits are gorgeous." I know I'm no beauty, but guys, and some girls, really like my tits. CJ was right back on my tits squeezing and sucking them as he pushed me back on to the couch. I sat up after enjoying this for a few minutes, to unbutton his shirt and get it off. Then I unbuttoned his pants to get to his dick. He had a. “Late night was it? I'll have some of that, if I may,” and he helped himself to some tea from the pot. “Sounded like you were having fun, anyway,” he smirked. “These walls are pretty thick, but they couldn't keep out the sound of you two shouting and screaming away.”I gulped in embarrassment. “Oh, my god, I'm so sorry,” I said. “I didn't realize anyone could hear. I don't know what to say.”“Oh, don't worry about it. As long as you were enjoying yourselves.” He sipped his tea thoughtfully. “In. ”I shrugged. “It’s part of being a redhead,” I said, enjoying her hands on my skin and feeling her breasts rub against my back. I stripped the rest of my clothes off and lay down into the sand, naked and free, the warm sun and gentle breeze blowing across my body. Martina lay her arm around me and caressed me gently, playing a little with my breasts.“You’re so beautiful,” she said, and I smiled at her.“Thanks,” I replied. “So are you.” She pushed her pants off and we lay naked side by side,.