“Mr. Stone, did I do something wrong?” I asked innocently. I moved my legs, opening and closing them.“Ummm, well ... I don’t know how to talk ...to you about this Stephanie.” I kinda knew what he wanted to say.“Stephanie, I saw you playing with yourself, why were you doing that?”“Playing with my what sir?”“Well, Stephanie it seems you had your hands inside your well ... inside your panties. Now I’m sure you didn’t do this on purpose. Did you?”“Well, no, Mr. Stone! I ... ah ... I just have a girl. There were now four of us inside the compound, where the other two had come from, I have no idea. But the more the merrier I thought.I took a careful aim at the dune top, just where I had seen a quite large puff of smoke, obviously from a musket. A small black bob rose above the sand, it was enough for me. I fired and clearly saw the headdress go flying. “Good shot Johno,” I thought. A moment later I had got another, then silence descended.A voice behind me said in English, “They have gone. He looked at her surprised but with lustfulness in his eyes. He grabbed her hair, pulled it slightly, which caused her to moan, grab his head and pull him in for another long passionate kiss. Kylie’s other hand ripped open Stephan’s shirt and pulled it off. She then unbuckled his belt and popped open his pant button, and proceeded to unzip his slacks. Once open, she slowly ran her hand down his hairless chest and within his now accessible loins. The touch of her hand on his sex made him moan. She had stopped struggling and was clearly warming up to this little game. “It’s not my fault that you didn’t fuck your ex-girlfriend enough,” she said, wiggling her ass in anticipation.“Oh, you want to play it like that, huh?” said Jim giving her a few more spanks in rapid succession.Susie just laughed and rocked side to side slightly, but made no further effort to escape. Bob was embarrassed to notice that his penis was growing stiff at the sight of his buxom wife thrown over the lap of.