Don'tput your hand there! Don't put ANYTHING there!"You pinch the top of her cunt,grabbing her clit cruelly until she squeaks again. "I said shut up...slut! Why don't you want my hand there? Are you afraid of what I'llfind?" You release her clit and slide your fingers back towards herdripping hole. "Just as I thought. You're wet, so wet that it's oozing from you. You're enjoying this aren'tyou?"She shakes her head violently."Ah, ah, ah," you say, positioning the head of the dildo right at. "Could I be as bold as to ask why not?" "It's easy. The jobs you create are too skilled for the locals, so we get no benefit there. Our best income, fishing tourists and outdoorsmen, would dry up as you poison our fish, and since we are on an island with limited space to build, your company would build on the riverbank, off-island, thereby giving any tax monies to the state, not us. Simple enough for you?" "Isn't there a way to free up some island land to build on?" Marc asked, grasping at. I’d flick it with my tongue, then suck on it hard. She was really going crazy. I pushed a couple fingers well up inside her pussy and started working from the inside as well. That was the last straw. She let out a long, loud “oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh” and started to buck her hips against my face. Her hand reached down and grabbed my head, holding me against her pussy as her juices began to flow. I started lapping them up, and continued working my fingers on her. She kept going for a long. Go get a cup ‘o coffee. And bring me back one too while your at it. I’ll call ya’ll when I get her ready for some comp’ny.? David and I headed for the cafeteria, slowly. I was stiffer than I had been the first day heading to Sturgis. Old bones don’t bounce back quite so fast. ?Grab a seat,? he said, ?How do you like your coffee?? ?Black, no sugar, thanks.? ?Should have figured,? he said, smiling. We chatted for a while over three cups of coffee. David filled me in on most of the gory.