The other, captained by Horace, chopped trees and bamboo in order to create a framework to lash on top of the raft. This would allow a rigid structur... onto which we would attach mast and sails, rigging, rudder, and daggerboards. Patricia had designed the thing on a piece of paper salvaged from the plane, and after showing it to Horace, he took on the carpentry tasks. The two seemed to have reached an uneasy truce; they were obviously attracted to one another, but the man’s pride and his. He smiled and pushed me back down leaning over me and unbuckled his belt sliding off his pants. James’s lips were against my neck sucking lightly his hand lifted me to unhook my bra flinging it to the ground. I moaned entangling my fingers in his hair. His lips grazed over my shoulders and my breath quickened as he continued to move down, soon his lips found my breast, I leaned my head back arching my back as his tongue slide across my breast sucking lightly. His hand on the other massaging it. He smiled. "Hi, are you Leigh?" I stared at him. "I hope so" came another voice behind him. Oh. A six foot black guy with FRIENDS. Who were also getting an eyeful."Yes?" I managed. This gang was looking at me in the doorway like- well, how I looked at guys at work! In spite of the cold air making my nipples stick out like erasers, I felt my face get hot. And my cunt. Damn my sex drive.The black guy smiled wider. "We're from Satisfaction Anonymous." He leaned forward to put his lips near my ear-. Her stomach muscles pull the object in once more, where it pauses for a second, before moving again. She is hit by a third wave of intense energy that courses through her body. She shudders, her fingers trembling, her muscles tightening under the strain. It draws to a close, her entire body goes limp as her blue eyes open, her face serene and peaceful. Her hand between her legs relaxes as she recovers from the intense ride. She purrs slightly as she recounts the events of her wild journey. She.