It looked the sky would open up anytime soon and my thoughts went back to the early part of my childhood. With in the next 10minutes it started to dri...zle. I just rushed down to greet the first rains. It was around afternoon time and when I went to the basement of my colony, I hardly saw any soul. There was an eerie silence all around. I just came out in the open and stood ground and the first rains began to hit me on my head, face and body. I could feel the niceness of the drizzle and saw my. Once we were all respectable again we sat around the pool, with everyone throwing ideas around, some very sexy and kinky ideas indeed, I could feel my self growing hard again. I held up my hand, and Sam who sat beside and looked sternly at our 3 sluts who sat on the tiled floor at our feet. We all nursed drinks, that Clare had poured and they took a sip each to still their busy tongues. “I think that we should all have a swim and relax, then you will go to your rooms and me to my home, as it is. I had to admire her neatly trimmed bush and how moist it was as it glissened in the moonlight. Marge laid half on me with her leg thrown over mine as she stroked my everhard cock. During this time I came back to half of my senses and rolled her onto her back and kissed her hard. We broke our kiss and I kissed down her tight body to her breasts savoring the feel of her soft skin. I moved lower and made contact with her moist slit and licked the full length. She gasped as though I had given her. "We all love you," Carla said. "All we can give you is our love. Well, unless we're making love, then we can share our orgasms with you," she chuckled."Can you describe it to us?" Fred said aloud for the benefit of the others."I don't know. It's like ... maybe you have just discovered you have a third hand, or something like that." Do you mean..." No, no. The analogy is way off base. I don't have a hand, period — much less a third hand, but it's almost like I can touch something. Like I need to.