On the way home I aked her a few times about what happened, but she refused to say anything, just smiling. Once we were in our bedroom, I asked again... what had happened, and she said, "Fuck me and I'll tell you." I threw her on the bed, and got our clothes off. She laid on her stomach (she likes me to fuck her from behind), and I got on top of her. When I touched her pussy I realized that whatever happened had got her dripping wet. I started fucking her and then asked again about what happened.. We have a copy in the car."We got up and dressed, and climbed the trail up the cliff to where the car was parked. Liz had donned some motorcycle leathers, and pointed out her bike, a gleaming Yamaha V-Star. I slipped one of my cards into the book and gave it to her. She popped the book into her saddlebag, we all shook hands, and then she roared off.I got a call three days later. I was fixing dinner in the nude, while an equally naked Louise was setting the table. "That book is really. Parts of my body moved without my consent. Ozzy didn't care. He just kept licking my slutty hole. His head adjusted to my spasming movement, turning side to side. Juices dripped down to my puckered anus. I felt them pool inside. It was cold and a little weird but it felt so slutty right now. I lifted my hips up and let go of the couch. My fingers slid behind my leg and touched my between my butt cheeks. I rubbed the juices into my tight little puckered butthole. It was so slick that my finger. “MARK MY ASS, CAT! I’m bleeding!”“Surprise? What the hell?” Cyn took one look and went for her sewing kit.When she came back, she stitched me up ... after she shaved off half of my hair.She was fairly nonchalant about it, “No, Melody, keep your hands down. As soon as I get this little patch shaved I’ll numb it. You won’t feel a thing. Ooo ... that’s nasty. JW! Come hold her down!”When you’re at sea, needs does as needs must. Cyn was the surgeon ... well ... the only one who could keep her wits.