Fiona ran her hands through Anne’s blonde hair and over her bare shoulders and back. Fiona let her knickers drop, kicked them aside and spread her l...gs as wide as she could, leaning back on her hands to arch her back and thrust her cunt forwards. Anne got her head right under Fiona between her spread legs. I watched as Anne’s lips and tongue explored and excited the inside tops of Fiona’s spread thighs, between her legs and slipped into Fiona’s vagina to tease her clitty. The way Fiona gasped. Mind racing, Harper counted over all seven of them, so large they could only come down the ravine one on either side of the river. With the sudden realisation that the only way they could survive is by killing as many as possible before they got to them he looked back and forth for his crossbow. Seeing it at the edge of the ravine he rushed towards it, startling the others into reactions.Grabbing it and starting to wind it, he glanced about at the others, the archer Nicole shooting quickly at. Later as I matured sexually, I listened as the old bulls told of interesting liaisons, with the tourist women, who frequented our idyllic island looking for the same.So it was one night a bunch of us young "Turks" were hanging out scoping the women hoping to get lucky before the night was over.It was then I saw Mary, slim and trim with short blond hair, she made her way to the bar where I was standing, wearing a form fitting black outfit with black ankle booties and looking hot. Turning she. Kneeling astride me she impaled herself on my rock hard cock and started rocking to a slow rhythm. She looked amazing, her naked form bathed in the soft mood lighting from above the balcony and asked if I thought anyone could see us as she looked around the windows across the street and at the balconies above us. I replied that I certainly hoped so, then went on to recall her earlier comments about how she would like to have fun with a stranger and how much I had thought about her be fucked by.