“Now lift your skirts!” All three women gasped with surprise and disgust at Ray’s command. None of them moved and Nadine dared speak out.“This...behaviour is sinful and god will punish you for it!” she spat.“Well I believe God helps them that helps themselves,” Ray laughed and pointed the muzzle of his pistol at Michele Bouvier’s forehead. “Now ladies get them skirts up or this old lady is going to lose her brains.”Michele reached down and took the hem of her skirt in her hands.“Do what he says. " Tell you what sweetie; I'm willing to go as many times as you can get me up.Debbie giggled and said, "I sure do know how to do that lover" and she lowered her head and took me in her mouth. The woman was a blow job artist supreme! We had already made love four times in the space of two hours and that was my personal best. I had gone six times in one night, but I'm talking a full night — eight hours and a bit — but Debbie and her magic mouth had me up and running when I would have bet money. ....Oops, sorry. I guess I got ahead of myself. I should go back and explain what got me in this position....After my hitch in the Navy I sent what I could not carry on my Harley back to my c***dhood home. I had planned a cross country ride to visit parts of America I had spent 4 years defending. It was a slow journey, no schedule, no deadlines, just open road and places to see. That journey is a whole story in its self so I will skip ahead to when I arrived back home 2 months after leaving. ” “Thank you,” she said in that wonderful English accent, so close to me that I could feel her sweet breath on my face when she spoke. We must’ve looked like lovers long held apart rather than two people meeting for the first time. “You must be exhausted but it doesn’t show on you, Rosalind,” I said. “I’m OK “ she said, “I managed about two hours of sleep on the plane, but I certainly could use a shower and a cup of tea.” “Coming right up, mLady” I said, faking a clipped English accent. I.