She jumped up and dressed quickly, eating a brief meal of rations from her pack. There was still a small pile of ale-soaked clothing in the corner, an...d she gathered it up with a wrinkled nose.Nathaniel’s tent had been disassembled, leaving a small pile of belongings under a tarp made up of the old, torn tent; Leliana transferred everything except his bedroll into her, larger pavilion, determined that Nate would have his tent back. The bedroll she discarded; it smelled awful, and she’d never. I was then ordered to kneel on the bed as all the new men surrounded me with their cocks limp and ready for me. I was told to suck all of them until they were hard but not let them cum in my mouth. I did just that, so many cocks!! All different and all loved the back of my throat. When each of these eager men were hard yet again, I was told to climb onto a a blonde man with a small cock and ride him hard. I was happy to do so and he also loved smacking my ass and biting my nipples as I rode. There was an underwater photographer. I wasn’t going to allow any photographs but then it would make a great vacation album; one the boys and we could enjoy forever.Three hours later we were loading back up in the boats. The boys had swam, looked and touched everything they could within their limitations. They were filled with excitement and had hundreds of things they wanted to talk about. At least it was different things to talk about.They were also exhausted - they had been in or under water. This skirt sure is short. It keeps riding up when I sit down. The problem I’ve got right now is that it is bunched up around my waist, and my bare bottom keeps sticking to the leather chair. Neither of them can see anything but I can’t just reach back and pull it down. They would notice. So I’m stuck until the meeting adjourns. It was a long twelve minutes until her next email.From: KimSent: Monday, March 06, 2006 11:42 AMTo: MarkSubject: Something newI’ve never done that before. I just had an.