..totally on displaymy cock straining against the towel pops it loose and the towel falls to the floordid I just see a small grin come to your sleepin... angelic face as if to make yourself more inviting your legs stretch spreading wider apartin the dim light I see your love box on display glistening before melooking over at the clock then back to you...I can forgo breakfast this morningquietly I climb in from the foot of the bed and slide up between your legsbrushing your inner thighs with my. This was turning me on so much. I was close to cumming but wanted to see the rest of the show.After a bit she slowed down the pace and pulled her fingers out. Both fingers were brown, covered in shit. and and and “Ugh, and and and ” I thought. and and and “Does she not clean her gaand? and and and ”But I was too entranced. I could not take my eyes off her. She brought her fingers to her face again, but this time she put the fingers into her mouth and sucked, moaning as she did. and and and. It worked, and the trail left by the logs was minimal. It could appear as a normal part of village life.Once the logs were at the beach, it was a simple procedure to lay them out as a sequence of rollers in front of the boat, then the boat had to be hauled across and up on top of the rollers. It moved easily then, except across soft sand, but even then it worked well enough.As soon as the boat passed the last log, that had to be pulled out, dragged to a position in front of the boat, and laid. I wanted so bad to play with myself, but I was at work and needed to be professional.I made sure to press my tits against his head as much as I could, as he lay back in the chair and I started his cleaning. I always enjoyed that, even with some of the women, just to see their reactions. Sometimes, I could see the women's nipples get hard or their breathing get heavier (which they could always pass off as being a little chilly or in some discomfort because of whatever I was doing to their.