Shell sat in a large, over sized T-shirt, legs crossed and brushing his hair. For a split second, in Gabes eyes he looked like a girl. Without thinkin...g, Gabe dropped his towel, used it to wipe his groin dry and put on a pair of jockeys. He sat watching Shell brushing and felt his cock twitch. “Shit, he thought, I'm not a fag”! Finished his drying, Shell told Gabe that he should let him trim his hair and beard. Thinking why not, he agreed. Shell got up like a typical male. His legs spread and. As Mary's fingers worked they're way around to Sam's vaginal area, Sam flinched. Shocked Mary asked, did I pinch you. Before Mary had a chance to remove her fingers, Sam shifted her body, causing Mary's fingers to move higher into the swim suit. Looking in the mirror Mary seen Sam looking down with a slight smile. As her heart beat quickened Mary twisted her wrists, placing her finger tips against Sam's soft skin. Sliding a second finger of her left hand under the fabric. The warmth of Sam's. My father was too quick for her though. ‘Greet, stop.’ She froze, standing still and straight with her arms by her side. My father gestured to me. ‘Bella…’ I suddenly knew exactly what to do. I could see Greet’s mind all before me. I could see her history, her repressed lesbian desires, her confusions. I could see how she felt the day she first came to work at the Chateaux for father, her nervousness and eagerness to please. I saw how my father hypnotized her, how he looked into her just as I. The other three watched fascinated as the two brought each other higher, both trying to hold off their climax as long as they could. Ginger though, had more freedom of movement, and also could apply more pressure, so it was Karen who exploded first, bucking wildly as she came, but still working on Ginger, until Ginger came moments later, collapsing on Karen as the climax washed over her.After a few seconds, Ginger moved up to lie next to Karen again, the two kissing with loving affection..