.. Or the past... With the water level the same as before, had we moved into the past? That was a scary thought... Could be meet ourselves if we did? ...nd where the hell was Cindy?We started checking out the terrain on the arctic island. Jim was jumping us to the Freeway and then back again to the island in various spots. For about an hour we found nothing, and then at one location near the center of the island, I noticed something and pointed it out to Jim. There was a rabbit about ten meters. As she began to experiment with positions and speed, I busied my hands caressing her body and telling her how amazing she was. Once she’d found a pace that worked for her, she started fucking me in earnest, her moans filling her bedroom, and echoing off the bookshelves filled with course books. Her pussy gripped my cock like it had a will of it’s own and her body quivered as her first orgasm began to overtake her and her pussy squeezed around the hard flesh that was giving her so much pleasure.. “I mean Raven.”“You know I’m looking forward to being with my wives when we get home.”“And Cheryl.”“And Cheryl.”“And Joanne.”“Yes.”“We have two weeks, Joe. My group will be at BAM first. You don’t need to be there.”“But I love your shows.” Joe found them wonderfully calming after the noisiness of rock. And Ginniy was a genius, both in arranging harmonies and composition.“You haven’t been to enough of them?”“I suppose I could miss one.”“A couple days of reunion sex before Irving Plaza.”“You’re. My bare feet made no sound as I walked to the bedroom door and I could hear voices but Charl-e's voice sounded muffled and hollow. She must be in the ensuite but Junee was clearly in the bedroom.I was sighting along my extended arm as it was aimed at the gap in the partially closed door, when I spied the tanned, taut and terrific arse of Junee clad in only a few pieces of string that formed a small triangle of material just above her butt crack.With skin the colour of honey and not a tan line.