’ He lay down next to her, and pulled the blanket over them. Ann lay on her side, her head on his chest, and her one leg over his. ‘Hmm…I love t...is, you smell nice.’ She slipped her hand underneath his T-shirt, making his muscles jump. ‘Damn Taylor, I never liked body builders, but shit, I love the way your muscles move under my fingers.’ ‘I’m not a bodybuilder.’ ‘I know Hun, your body looks more like something Michael Angelo would have sculpted, a roman God or something,’ she said laughing. Our close companions, Maria, Consuela and Lulu were all hot to trot most of the time and it was a good thing that they were all bisexual because it took a lot of the pressure on me to take care of business with them night after horny night.We came into this area where a lot of tourists from the states traveled to a Canadian side island for orgies in the wilderness without any fear of interference from the law authorities. Of course, they had a fairly good customs deal going on checking for. She opened it and slid it down her arms before throwing it onto the end of the bed. Now she was stood in front of us in just her bra and knickers and sandals. One arm was across her boobs, which were bulging almost out of the bra cups, lovely soft looking curves that made my hard-on throb, and the other hand was held in front of her knickers. I was beside myself with excitement.?Please,? she said very quietly, ?please.? Tim just grinned at us again.?Show them,? was all he said. With her face. “It really is a lovely home you have Emma.” Samantha looked over at Emma Thompson.“Thank you, my husband has worked hard to keep it this way.” Emma lovingly smiled at her husband.As they sat and talked, Bessie and Elvira, another house maid, along with James, an older black servant in his later forties, came in with supper.“Thank you James.” Edward said as James put down the plate.“Thank you Bessie.” Bessie put down a plate in front of Emma.“Thank you.” Allison smiled as she was served supper.