It was a sizable waterfall dropping almost to the level of the main cavern floor where there was another large pool. They scrambled down to the lower ...ool and looked for its outlet. It was another waterfall, but only about 4 feet high this time. The stream from this waterfall ran into a hole in the wall and disappeared. Who knows where it eventually came out?Doug was overjoyed—that middle waterfall represented a tremendous amount of potential energy if only some of it was harnessed with a water. Over lunch we both asked each other what we were wearing under our caftans.“Can’t you tell? And you?” Stella asked.She was a little agitated the whole time over lunch and kept asking me in a whisper how I was going to fuck her.When we got back home I ran the spa, undressed Stella, she was naked under her caftan, and helped her into the bath. I left the bathroom and came back with a glass of champagne for her.I undid the zip at the back of my caftan, let it slip off my shoulders and stepped out. Some of the guys were so rough with her during sex I thought to myself that there is no way she could be enjoying it, but then I could hear her say don’t stop and she would cum again. There was a section of the tape that I just couldn’t stop watching. She had three guys come over and they sit in my living room smoking weed. She sat in the middle of the couch and they passed the blunt back and forth. The entire time they are groping her tits and playing with her pussy through her shorts. One of. ..”The crew really didn’t take care for themselves. Very little space, for breathing or personal hygiene. The stench was inhumane. His breath was awful and his clothes were very frumpy because he was on the heavier side. When they would have intercourse, he would practically crush her each time, with his pockmarked truncheon of a cock. Then pull up his britches, wipe his nose and forgot about her, until the next urge.Whoring had its advantages and assets, that bequeath to her a game of folly..