Her hand descends to her groin, rests lightly against shaved lips. The male onlookers stroke burgeoning members. The only sound comes from a dista...nce, people playing further along the beach, splashing in the waves.After a while, the man rolls on to his back. The young woman takes his flaccid penis in her hand, watching intently as she works on it with long, slow movements. Her grip is gentle, with only minimal contact, but it has its intended effect. Satisfied, she bends her head and. .I was hit with alightning bolt. I lost the red shell and when all the competing playersreturned to their normal sizes, Carlos ran into a question mark block gota red shell and blasted me with it. He then zoomed past me and the finishline and got back cheering."WOOOOOOO, that's right, we are going to have some fun, now jump in theshower get dressed and lets dance."I laughed and did as he said, after all I did lose the bet.Chapter 2We arrived at the Manor and I went straight to the bar, Carlos. I actually was turned on a little. It had more to do with the excitement of what I was expecting or, rather, wishing to happen, and the fact that this stroking woman was doing this out in the open for anyone to see.Anyone who happened to be crazy enough to walk out this way in the pit of night. Still, sex was sex. On a set with cameras and lighting, there was a specific plan of action. Out here, anything could happen. That was the undercurrent that woke my dick a little. Nothing full-fledged,. For me, I could easily call her beautiful. As amazing as these women were, I knew that Ruga would belong to Jonab (who aside from Kuni, I sensed had a thing for older ladies; an Oedipal Complex? Maybe). Mara would join her friend, Kala under Hogat's furs. The other three were mine.One of the Cro-Magnon sluts was a beautiful woman who was either an ancestor of the Moors or was from deep in the heart of central or southern Africa. Her skin was quite dark. Her form was a stark contrast to the pale.