Rachel found them still cuddling, Maria sitting on David's lap with her back along his chest, gently rocking her hips as his hands did a slow exploration of her peaks and valleys and their eyes studied the valley floor below them, watching another changing of the guard.

"I'm delighted at how passionately you maintain your watch," she giggled as she walked up behind them and kissed them both on the cheek.

"I heard the four bells a minute ago as I was hobbling down here with tea."

"We almost missed the bells," Maria said, "disguised in our own noise-making. We've been watching the same squad rotation ceremonies in the valley. The last of the relieved squads is almost back at the camp."

"There have been several more soldiers coming and going between the camp and the town," David added, "and again none of them with their rifles."

"You two are so comfortable with each other, so comfortable with your own selves." Rachel smiled at them. "You're so beautiful to watch. When you've finished, there's tea, crispbread and cheese."

"We've finished several times, Mama, we're just sitting here and enjoying each other. I so wish you had someone like David to love you."

"Don't you worry about that, Sweetheart. It will happen. I'll make it happen."

"You'll have to find a non-Kosher man, Mama, someone outside the synagogue. You need a non-mutilated man. I couldn't imagine doing this with a broomstick."

"Maybe I'll have to borrow David." She smiled and giggled.

"Do you want to do that, Mama?" Maria looked at her and then at David. They all looked at each other and laughed. Then they looked again quietly from face to face with expressions a little more serious.

"Would you want to share?" Rachel tilted her head and bit her lip. "It's certainly not a normal thing to share."

Maria looked into David's eyes. "What's normal? Seems like we're back to that again, and back to my curiosity. I'm intrigued — I've never watched." She licked her lips and tilted her head.

David shrugged his shoulders and looked back and forth between the women a few times. "If it's what you both want... Truly want."

Maria lifted herself slowly off David. "He's a bit messy, Mama, let me wipe him off for you." She picked up a towel, tucked one end of it between her lips and closed her legs, and with the other end, she went gently to work on David.

"Let's start with the basics first," Rachel said. "Foreplay is an important part of this entire process. It sets the mood, confirms mutual desire, gets the blood flowing to the right places and prepares the lubrication. It often involves light caresses, gentle massage, kissing, nibbling and licking in non-intimate places."

She ran her eyes over David's body. "Foreplay can be entirely non-physical, softly spoken words, suggestive or erotic body moves. That eye massage you did on Maria at the spa last week was a magnificent example of non-physical. It titillates me on to think about that performance. I would love you to do that to me."

She did a slow, sensuous strip, dropped her trousers, and teasingly undid her shirt buttons, leaving a tail to cover her blond patch, then undraped a breast, shuffled her arm out of one sleeve and let the shirt fall to the granite, all the while watching for him to start thickening.

He took her hand and kissed it, kissed her fingertips, then gently her lips as he led her down onto the cushion of the folded bedrolls.

Rachel lay back, pulled up her knees and let them fall out to the sides, exposing her folds. David knelt at her feet and set his eyes on a slow exploration of her body. He watched her mouth open and her jaw relax, saw the brown rings around her nipples wrinkle even further, watched the nipples extending longer, ran his eyes slowly over the ripples across her lower abdomen and down through the short blond hair. He saw her button sitting proudly out in the complexity of folds.

Brown fringed folds, not pink like Maria's.

He looked up at Maria and saw her smiling as she gazed into his eyes and nodded.

She truly does want me to do this. I know Mama does. That's certain. Come on, David. Need to get it up.

He continued down the inside of Rachel's left thigh, turned at her knee and started up. As he arrived again at her open lips, he saw the glistening moisture there and bent forward to smell its exotic scent, causing him to quickly rise. Her abdomen was pulsing as his eyes passed up across it, the skin on her upper chest had deepened in colour, the expression on her face was sublime.

She reached up, took his hand and pulled him toward her. "Fuck me, David. Fuck me, please. Fuck me now before I burst."

David looked at Maria, saw her nodding, then he slipped inside and did a few slow long strokes before he played his head a much shorter distance in. A few minutes later she was overcome with twitching, then with convulsions. Her hips thrust wildly, she let out a deep-throated howl as her chest heaved heavily and she stared wide-eyed at him.

After she had regained her composure, she said through her panting, "I can't believe I've missed it so much. Do you two mind if I continue playing? I've fantasised about this since my first spying look at you by the pool. I would dearly love to explore some more."

David looked at Maria's smiling face, wet with tears as she nodded. He gave a gentle thrust "I'm still up for it. Let me lie on my back, that way you can use me as it pleases you best."

Maria ran her fingers through Rachel's hair. "Mama, this is the best I can offer you for all the wonderful things you've done for me. I've had so little to give back to you over the years. I've never had anything to give that you needed except my love and appreciation. I love you, Mama. I love you, David."

Maria sat alternating her gaze between the action on the valley floor and the action on the slab beside her. The closer one was dramatically more interesting to her, but she managed to divert her eyes occasionally to check for movement much farther below.

"There are places in here I didn't know existed," Rachel said as she tried a variety of postures. "You're right, Maria. This is a much better tool for the job, so much more comfortable than the peeled version. I now know why you spend so much time with this inside — no friction — only pleasure — such intense pleasure — pardon me a moment..."

Rachel crested again, this time, a little less loudly, but with the same intensity of tremor and convulsions, the same pelvic pulsations. She was on all fours, knees spread apart as she hung her head and tried to catch her breath again. Bending her elbows, she lowered to graze her nipples across his chest as she swung her breasts side to side, exciting them both.

She looked down her body between her breasts at his thickness barely half into her, and began another slow gyration, tilting and thrusting her hips as she watched almost hypnotised by the sight of their juncture. She sped the pace of her short strokes as a growl rose in her throat, "Again — my God — again..." She collapsed in heaving convulsions and lay deeply impaled on him, twitching and panting.

As she slowly recovered, she said, "This is very addicting, David. I can see why Maria is so eager for you."

"Maybe the addiction is why they mutilate them," he said. "They mutilate them to prevent addiction to pleasure. I saw a few bare heads in the showers, but I didn't understand what they were. I've never looked at one closely."

"What a waste that is, ruining such a marvellous tool." Rachel shook her head. "But Edom used what he was left with very well. It depends so much on the man it's attached to. Most men won't have the patience, the skill or the control to make such fine use of their equipment. I remember before I met Edom, most of the men just wanted to pop quickly with no concern at all for me, other than as their popper, something to pop into."

She looked across at Maria, then back to David. "Speaking of being a popper, I'd love to have you pop inside me, so I can stop hogging you. That was the five o'clock bell a few minutes ago. The tea has gone cold, and I've been rather selfish here."

"You crouch on top, play yourself." David nodded. "I'll know when to follow. I'm ready anytime you are."

In less than five minutes they exploded together, she collapsed onto him, and they lay entangled and gasping. "That was a quick one, Mama," he said. "A superb cap to an amazing hour. You certainly haven't lost your passion or your skill. There's a very fortunate man over there in Switzerland looking for you."

Maria watched as their breathing became more regular and as Rachel began to stir, she said, "I have a clean towel here, Mama, when you're ready. Don't rush. He is so amazingly comfortable, and I love the sensations of him shrinking inside. Stay a while and enjoy that. It's a delightful feeling."

She looked at David. "Thank you so much for giving Mama a gift I couldn't give her. I'm astonished at your endurance, at your continued passion, at your loving tenderness. You're an amazingly special person. I love you so deeply."

She knelt beside him, bent and kissed his lips, ran her tongue across them and then through them into his mouth as they merged in a deep, passionate kiss.

"Stop that, you two, he's expanding again inside me," Rachel giggled. "That feels so delightful."

"An extra little gift we wanted to give you, Mama."

David throbbed out a Morse message and Rachel giggled as she read it aloud as the words came into form, "We – love – you – Mama."

Rachel let out a loud sigh. "You're such wondrous people. So full of life, so giving. I love you both. Both of you as my children. David, you are as fine a person as I had hoped my sons would become. I had such high hopes for them, but now all I have left are some papers, a few photographs and many wonderful memories."

She looked down, and a huge smile spread across her face, then she let go a deep laugh. "My children have all come out of my birth canal. David still hasn't but when I bear him shortly, I can honestly say he came out of there. Are you ready to be reborn?"

"Whenever you're ready, Mama." He laughed with her continuing mirth.

She slowly rose from her kneeling crouch, pulling away from him until his limpness flopped out and fell against his belly. "That was, without doubt, the most pleasurable of my childbirths," she said with a giggle.

She leaned and kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose and his lips. "Welcome to the world." She giggled more loudly. "May I introduce you to your sister, Maria?"