I could tell that they were facing each other and noticed Isla's costume drop onto the floor which she stepped out of closely followed by Jack's short... falling down. Isla turned around and Jack was behind her. I continued watching no longer interested in swimming and soon heard a regular squelching sound and I knew that Jack was fucking Isla. Watching the movement of their legs I could tell that Jack was taking long slow strokes and soon heard the sound of their orgasms together. After a few. I'm not creative enough nor do I have enough time to properly explore this story, so go wild.This wasn’t normal. Last thing I remembered was sitting on our couch at the flat watching Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and Boromir mowing their way through uruk-hai, and now somehow I’m sitting on the same couch in the middle of a whole lot of nothing. Dave had just left to get drinks, and suddenly the world disappeared.I looked at the other side of the couch. Wait, Sarah’s here too? Surely Dave had to have. Then I felt the head hit the back of her mouth, but she didnt stop. As my head slipped into the tight orifice of her throat, a small moan slipped through my lips. We finally broke eye contact as she looked down at her task. She went down another ¾, of an inch till she reached the base. Sucking hard, and nibbling slightly on the shaft as she came back up to the top. She head bobbed back down a little faster this time, then back up, she kept sucking and nibbling, swirling her tongue,. Bend over right now. If you get up again without permission I will add extra strokes." "S ... Sorry Sir," I wheezed trying to get my breath. Obediently I bent over, pushing my bottom towards him then scooping up my skirt before reaching for my toes. The cane creased me two more times then stopped briefly to give me time to rub my bottom then a tap on my fingers told me to prepare for some more. WHACK!!! WHACK!!! I was like a ballet dancer pirouetting on the ends of my toes, my hands working.