When I came to King was still inside me and felt very stuck and Julie had moved next to me and was massaging my tummy and lower pubic area. She was na...ed from the waist down and I could see she was totally shaven and her lips were puffy and glistened with juices. Her eyes followed my gaze and she laughed softly, "you will get to taste me when I am full of dog cum, but that will be later, for now just relax so King can slip out without hurting you." As she spoke the dog tugged sharply making me. I laughed and said I was not totally adverse to the idea, but I didn’t think they had a hope in hell of convincing Sue, but that it was a very nice compliment.A little later, in the middle of general conversation, Tim, in a not too quiet voice gasped out. “Look the fuck at her.”I turned around in my seat and saw a couple walking down the path along the beach. The woman was very attractive and petit, and I do mean very attractive. She had a flimsy white wrap over what looked to be a very brief. I turned and growled at her father because he was climbing up and into the middle of the island.I watched the bushes and the few trees and pulled the carts after me. In a small open area I stop, “this is camp.”Like the ledge the whole island seemed to have a thick carpet of moss. Light rain was falling as the sun touched the far horizon. First I set up a couple of tarps and then the large screen tent under them. I set out more tarps to collect water while Pepper heated rations. Before it was. O! Attic shape! Fair attitude! With bredeOf marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed;Thou, silent form! Dost tease us out of thoughtAs doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woeThan ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty — that is allYe know on earth, and all ye need to know.'"Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats (1795—1821)"I know because, Christine, that.