" Is that you giving us permission to take off your bra and underwear, Joy?" Sage inquired, grabbing onto my bra clasp."Yes, Mom," I answered, glancin...g at her.Sage undid my bra and took it off me as Cindy dropped her knees and lowered my panties as well."You're naked with your moms now, your snatch, breasts, and butt is out there now, how does it feel?" Cindy asked.I peeked down, but I couldn't respond. Although, Cindy put out her hand and I took it. They both gradually escorted me to the couch. As I let the warm water flow over my body, I contemplated the future. My original plan was to make the best of this farce, fuck Jeanne Aldridge, and then get the hell out of dodge. But now I was thinking; I want to come back, this island is amazing. But how, I'm not who they think I am. So what. All I need to do is keep playing the role of Mr. P.A. I'll make sure to have fake documents and a passport before my next visit, just in case. Next visit, hmmm, what fantasy could I conjure up for my. How would she be able to clean up both her hand and his crotch? Surely he would notice in the morning that his crotch was covered in his own seed?As she pondered what to do next she decided that she would lick her hand clean and then worry about cleaning up the cum soaked crotch. As she began to lick the back of her hand she noticed a distinct salty flavor and realized that must be Scott’s cum. It was a little salty and slimy but otherwise it tasted great mixed with her own fluids. She. Being orphaned and growing up on shipboard, I never had the opportunity to converse with young ladies of good breeding. My first exposure to what is called the fair sex was at Sir Robert Connington's home, and I found that the enchantment some of the young ladies professed for me was short-lived once I admitted to being posted in Devon. Some, I fear, were further disenchanted when noticing the lack of my left hand.With you, I never felt any reservations about my impediments but only sympathy.