Certainly, her apparent fascination with the loads she had been eagerly drinking down was a shock.The subject of his thoughts had delved as deeply int...o the other woman's pussy as she could, extracting all the treasure she could find. Mindful of Helen's instructions, she settled down to her task of bringing the insatiable surgeon off yet again. She momentarily toyed with the rings piercing her long pussy lips, pulling them lightly a time or two as she pressed her face deep into the other woman's. After Jamey's visit, she knew that she couldn't go on again. Maybe, if she were more seasoned, could adopt that philosophy of 'the-show-must-go-on'... but in truth, she knew she would never be stage-people. She was proud of her acceptance by the audience, still, she was not about to try and fool herself... she was not for this existence. If she hadn't been forced into... Oh, what was the use of thinking about it!She manipulated the Ford toward home, pleased in her mind that Max had shown. He handed me the canteen and I unscrewed the cap. Slowly I let the water drip out into the thirsty sand."Your top," I said."Please," she begged her eyes never leaving the drips of water."Your top," I said again.With slow hands she buttoned the three small buttons holding her top together. She was wearing nothing under it."We want it off," I said for she had stopped.With some difficulty she removed her top and let it fall from her limp fingers."There's a good girl," I said and handed her the. .. too depraved ... filthy ... perverted. "I thought Marina was an exclusive club. I never realized these people were like a****ls ..."Come on. You haven't seen anything. Upstairs in the bedrooms there's probably six or seven couples indulging themselves," he said matter-of-factly.All during this time, Clay had stroked her clitoris affectionately, with feather like strokes of his fingers, and she began to move her buttocks in small circles against his hand, unable to control her urge to do so..