Those who haven’t read the first part please first go through it…Thanks for your comments and feedback, would be happy to recieve more comments An...yways now lets come back to story. Jaise maine kaha tha.. Us incident k kuch din ki narazgi k baad hum dono ne shakehand kiya .. Just to start new friendship. So ab sab normal hogaya tha.. Hum log ache dost ki tarahbaat karne lage.. And daily main unke sath raat me tiffins deliver karne jata.. Usi time hum dono close aane lage friendly sab chal raha. 30 pm.My day was not passing I have done all the preparation and packed couple of dress as I am going to be with her for two days and 3 nights. I shaved myself and kept clean and just waiting for the time to click 5 so that I can start. Those hours were my long lasting hours of my life. At last the clock clicked 5 and just started and reached the apt by 5.50 she just asked me to wait for 5 min she will call me once everything is ok.As soon as I got the call I immediately entered the apt and. Karen had spread a blanket in an open spot and we lay together. The other three were passing my phone around looking at the pictures I had taken. Marianne had my phone and said, "Oh, good grief! Karen, you took pictures of him while on the island!"Irene was beside her. "That's one of both of you! Who took that?"Karen said, "Joyce took it. She was one of our chefs on the island. I have some of her recipes that she gave me. She and her husband were our chefs and are sweet people."Marianne was. Our "relationship" as I put it, was me providing her with complete sexual servitude whenever she was in the mood for it, day or night. A booty call, as it were. She keeps me in chastity when I'm not in her prescence to assure that I'm constantly horny and my balls are full, rendering me helpless to resist whatever she has in store for our marathon fuck sessions. I never know whether it's going to be two days or two weeks until her next call, nor do I know what she does (or who she fucks) in the.