If he hollers... while pointing at each woman wasn’t exactly the best way to chose a bed partner.I ruminated that fact as I was sleeping in the bun...house ... alone.Sometimes I don’t understand women ... not at all ... no sense of humor ... not even a little bit. They were singly interested in a little push push ... perhaps if I had let them fight it out ... but, No ... you had to be a smart ass.The bunkhouse beds were marvels in the realm of uncomfortable ... and cold. But I managed.. My legs were sore and bleeding from being slashed by thorns, but I didn’t care…I had to find him…he was what I was searching for. ‘I’m coming Fian!’ I called out, but no matter how hard I tried, no sound came out of my mouth, my voice was nothing but a whisper on the breeze. Then to my left I saw it…movement, a flicker of something silver passing through the trees, a shadowy, ghost-like shape. Breathing hard, I ran on, sensing that he was close and getting closer the more I ran. ‘Kate!. He came in only 4 minutes, remained rock hard and continued to pump making another sperm deposit 20 minutes later. A 3rd sperm deposit occurred within the first hour of them making love. They took a break; over the following 2 hours he made a further 2 sperm deposits for a total of 5 sperm deposits between 4-7pm. They walked back to the cottage, had dinner, watched a movie, then retired to bed. One more love making session, then they fell asleep in each other’s arms.Wife was wondering if she’d. So I justhum him back, thinking OK, it's over now and I will forgeteverything then move on. My fingers instinctively find the brasnaps, I don't want to start something, so I react by bringingmy hands down. That was a mistake, now they are on his ass,which I feel through the thin pink cotton shorts. I'm startingto heat up again and had pretty much decided to walk away, butthen he slides to his knees pulling the towel down with him.My cock springs to half staff but this time Christopher takes.