Nicolas and Beth were both dressed as real artists do, an erotic circus type body suit that left nothing to the imagination. Nicolas had quite a ‘pa...kage’ in there clearly outlined and actually more sexy looking than when it was just ‘hanging around ‘. Beth had a low cut, very high hip thin body suit also with nothing underneath, vaguely see through. You could see her pussy piercing making its marks in the ‘camel toe’.Nicolas and Beth bowed and introduced themselves as the ‘Dancing Stream’.. I could seeBlackie’s mounting excitement too, he was dartingabout, with his tongue fixed to me, I caught a glimpseof his huge erection every now and then, then I wasbeing pushed forward, with Norman still in me. I knew what he now wanted so I dropped to my knees, assoon as Blackie saw me on my knees he mounted, not atthe rear because Norman was still there grunting andpulling at my hips, but he mounted at the front andside, like he was desperate to hump at something, hishuge hanging. She wondered how far into the mud these supports had been driven, and how far the roots of the trees dug down. Much like the plants that grew around the roots of the mangroves, perhaps they were also helping to make the earth here harder and better able to support the village above. Everything here was interdependent it seemed, even their artificial structures were like ecosystems in their own right, carefully tended to by the Krell.“Who built all of this Sleethe?”“Builders,” he replied, his. She watched giving the pres a moment to open her blouse fully and get both tits out and sucking them. She appeared to moan, but kept her eyes on the TV action. He pushed her to her knees and she casually took his cock in her mouth. The pres moved his cock slowly back and forth just as the new guy on the TV, was having his cock stroked, kissed and sucked by the woman and the tranny.My friend's soft voice interrupted. "How do you like MY wide-screen show? This guy doesn't know or maybe doesn't.