† † † † † ‘Goddamn fucking retards,’ Wanda Soldado hissed, slumping into the foldaway chair beneath the shade of an umbrella, pulling he... loose silk wrap over her bikini clad body. She was supposed to be doing a photo-shoot on the beach just a few feet away but, yet again, her shoot was being picketed by some religious sect or other that wanted to ban her and other models. Over to one side, her camera man, lighting guy and make-up girl were all arguing with the group of true believers who waved. “Get in the chair,” Sam patted the cushion of my armchair.“Oh, I couldn’t do that. That’s for Ge--” She squealed, giggling. I may have swept up her legs by clotheslining the back of her knees. I caught her shoulder.“Make sure she doesn’t squirm out of the way,” I told Sam and Alex. They rushed around and grabbed Max’s arms.The only reason Max stopped kicking was because she had hit me in the shoulder. She apologized, giving me my opportunity. I kissed her. She kissed me back eagerly. She smiled. Deb spent a large part of the dinner time rubbing her hand along my thigh. She definitely had my attention. “Has Judy explained the membership arrangement to you?” I told Deb that I sort of understood. She told me that she hoped that I would be joining them in their suite for the evening. As she said that, her hand went right to my erect and very hard cock. “I hope that means yes, Jack!”“I would like that very much, but as Judy’s guest, protocol suggests that I should stay by her. When Karthik opened his eyes he found his shock filled eyes of his mother that kept staring at her own son.As Karthik came to his senses he got a little embarrassed and his penis instantly lost its hard-on. But: as his eyes traveled down his penis got hard again. He noticed that his mother was standing in front of him only wearing a petticoat. Devaki was covering her mouth in shock with her hand, looking at her son naked in front of her. Wonder if it is god’s will or Karthik’s subconscious.
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