I knew I wanted to see what Mike had to show me. “I had some, then we took a lot when we went to the beach this year, then she got drunk last weeke...d and let me take a lot. I put them all together and I think they are really hot.”Mike fired up his computer and soon we were looking at naked pictures. There were a few of them fucking and a few of her blowing Mike, but most of them were her posing. She looked great naked, her pussy and asshole were about perfect, and her tits were as amazing. In fact, we were so brazen or possibly voyeuristic that while his roommate was laying in bed watching tv, I sucked him off—loudly.We knew Chris was watching, we saw him stroking it under the blanket. At that point, I switched sides for Chris to have a better view. I took my time on Colt’s dick. Licking his soft pink like a tasty lollipop, using my hand to stroke firmly up and down, while my other hand is rubbing his inner thigh. I caught Chris’s blanket moving more vigorously and I decided to. It did scare the hell out of me though. We must have been hit by lightning, I thought. It didn’t seem too bad since we were almost at the island. We were over land I could see, so it could have been worse even if we went down. What was I thinking? Nobody walked away from plane crashes anymore. I wanted to scream at that point. I had reasoned it out and the situation definitely called for panic. ‘Son of a bitch, they are shooting at us!’ Martin was pointing at the red streaks flying past our. Gardenia yelled and spat as they pulled her arms into the leather cuffs attached to the benches legs, then strapped her knees to the other side, spreading her wide open and giving me a good look at the tangled, black bush between her thighs. “The paddle,” Diane ordered. “Twenty spanks.” I glanced over and the cat-girl, Annie, had buried her face between Diane's thighs, busily working her tongue through Diane's pussy. Mistress loved watching a disobedient slave be disciplined. I selected an oak.