Externally anyway, inside, my mind started reeling: what the f*ck! Then he took his hand off my thigh and grabbed his own crotch, hefting himself the ...ay a black rapper might do; but he lingered a bit longer, and instead of just releasing himself, he let his hand slid up over his crotch, and back onto my thigh. Which he then started stroking as I continued to ignore him and we just kept talking…Then he removed his hand, unsnapped his shorts, and free his large cock. I couldn’t help looking over. Its source was a severed finger, obviously a woman’s. The two occupants of the table were a man in a cowboy had and a woman with golden curly hair. Neither was the owner of the finger.Another woman with short black hair was lying on the floor at the man’s feet, cradling her hand. The man was holding a knife with blood on it. He was pointing the tip down, digging into the table. The woman sitting at the table looked afraid as he took her hand and spread her fingers out on the table.. We just need to be careful, not everyone understands Abby, or me and Izzy for that matter.” Alex had begun to suspect that his words had more power directly after a fresh dose, so he was casually reinforcing honesty, casual openness, and the need to be discrete. More so for Kaylie’s benefit, but he wanted to underscore the need for complete honesty with his rambunctious little sister.Nodding as if understanding and agreeing, Abby started to speak, only to be interrupted by Kaylie. “I would. "Got a convert I see, I guess there's no need for my wearing anything and she returned upstairs. Anna also disappeared for a while leaving me to finish cooking breakfast. When we were all finally together to sit down for breakfast we were all nude and my erection syndrome had gone away. I was accepting nudity.After breakfast we all went down to the beach, a cooler of drinks and food, towels, and a blanket. The suits were left at home.After laying on the beach for a while Claudia suggested I put.