Debbie, she told me that she gets a lot hotter if someone else is watching her do things. She likes to show off that way. I pretend sometimes that I'm...her, and doing all the things that she does. That really makes me hot, like that time we were at Debbie's. You saw how hot I got." She was blushing, not able to lift her head and even look at me while she made, what I'm sure she believed was, her confession. "I don't know why, but I think about you and Debbie, and that day, all the time now.". The sun shines brilliantly and the high clouds drift across the clear blue sky with such elegance. Your hands feel clammy and you use them to push you up to a standing position, which only causes more sand to stick to your palms, bounded by the combined sweat and moisture from the air. You try looking for any signs of human activity such as smoke but there was none in sight.Still dazed and confused as to how you got on an island, you stagger towards the entrance of the dense jungle. You are. I arrived first, arching up, cock-head deep inside, spewing its seed-laden juice, high into your waiting womb. You're also rigid in that rictus of far-gone pleasure, our chests heaving as we struggled to contain our breathing and heart-rate. You get off me and I slip, wetly and shrivelled out of that hot, wet place as you stand up. We embrace, your tears from the passion of the moment wetting my shoulder. Then you hold my hand as we walk round the corner by the back of the house and towards the. I grab her and kiss her again taking time the feel her perfect breast and play with her nipple, which causes her to let out a small moan.The rest of our time at the beach was relatively uneventful, just sunbathing. We decided to hike back up to the car, and amazingly made it with no undesired events (like me almost passing out, like before). We got back to her little SUV and threw the stuff in the back, I climbed in to gather our clothes and to my surprise, she hopped in after me and closed the.