" I was going to tell him what happened when wewere both interrupted by our liason who came up to me and said "Fucks?"and I said "It's Fuchs" and he ...said "Oh like put your dukes up, butfukes...and are you Daxson?" and he said "You got it bud." slinginback his beer.So he then went on to explain the backstory/history of Sluttimay as webegan our trek over to an underground series of tunnels...all the whileas we were walking through the tunnels there were these model likewomen just dancing behind. Start adapting or get ready for some severe culture shock ... and the sooner the better. Let’s start adapting right now, the girls too!”I pulled off my loose tank top to reveal my tanned bra-less breasts and kicked off my hiking boots. I started to feel happier and more at home already!“As I said, we’re socially much looser and with different cultural customs, traditions and rules. We try to be happy and make those around us happier still. For starters, let’s begin with this lovely crystal. It was Helen.I watched, stroking my cock as she soaped her lithe body. Her hand moved between her legs; washing her pussy I assumed. But it stayed there. Rubbing. Her breathing started to get deeper, more gaspy. Her hand rubbed her slick slit. Then she parted her legs, and pushed two fingers into her sopping cunt.I must have made a sound; a gasp or some other noise. She stopped, rigid. Eyes snapped wide open, fingers plopping from her sticky slit. She looked around, then saw the hole … and my. I come up to above Bobby's shoulder, but just barely. When people who don't know us see the girls busting their butts to wait on Jonah and me, you just know they are wondering what we have, that they don't.While working on our drinks, we checked out the bar and billiard area that was equally full. There was some yellow tape over an area on the far side of the room with a sign that said, "Pardon our dust, we're expanding our billiards area. On the other side of that there was another restaurant.