We are alone, the sounds around me are gone, only what I hold in my hand is my world, my very being. It curves gently and like the rest of Dirk it is ...all in proportion with him. My last boyfriend who made me gasp was half the size of this. I lick it wanting it inside me, filling me till I burst, I want to play to the camera, to Dirk and tease them both. I look up and Dirk’s eyes smile back down, they see another girl, another hopeful, another fuck. I run my tongue underneath licking and. I loved to feel of the water when it first started to run down my body. I loved to watch as its wetness covered my breasts and dripped off my nipples. The rest ran between my breasts down to my mound, tickling as it touched. Then I spread my legs to allow the warmth to go between my legs and to run down the inside of my thighs to the floor below. I cupped my breasts and presented them to the shower as an offering to what was to come. Squeezing them together, I felt the spray hit my nipples.. Am I using this right?" Alice had found the communicator. I went to the speaker and pressed a button."Thank you Slave Alice, we'll be up in a moment." I said and turned back to the group. "Ladies shall we adjourn for dinner?" I asked them.They all smiled and then Billie-Jo got up, or rather tried to get up, as her leg failed her. "You're going to need exercise for that." I told her and then picked her up and carried her up the stairs.The smell from the kitchen was enticing; whatever Alice had. When the band of wanderers went to attack our tribe, I targeted their leaders, and then offered to parley with the others. During that process, their negotiator suddenly went white as he saw something at the cave entrance behind my back. It was my band of spearwomen, dressed up as warriors and masked to appear fierce.All they did was line up smoothly and smartly and stand ready, silently, ready for the fight. That obvious prowess was enough of a threat that the wanderer spokesman took fright..