His fly being open; I could see his pink skin very clearly and figure out that he did not wear an underwear like I did, which somehow felt very sexy t... me. One evening as I noticed his skin peeping through the half opened fly; I dared to ask him, why he did not like to wear underwear beneath his jeans and he only giggled loud in response and shook his legs quite vigorously until his thick, big rubber looking dick poked out and he said; just because of this and we both laughed, although I did. ‘OOO fuck that is so nice…. But…. But….’ My protests were getting weaker…. ‘we really should not…we should stop…. Really… don’t ….stop…. OOOO YES! Don’t stop that!’ There is, after all, only so much temptation a man can take. Maria stood and, with a sweep of her arms, threw everything on her desk onto the floor. She dropped those booty shorts and sat on the desk, spreading her legs. ‘Lick my pussy’ she demanded. Her pussy was wet and the button of her clit was hard and erect when my tongue. No spark of recognition to the two people that should have been able to pull her back from the black abyss that the torture had pushed her into. She searched through herbal remedies, looking for something that might help pull her back. Finally she made the long trek to the other side of the island to see the medicine woman. She spoke of Gabriella and that she had endured incredible pain, abuse and torture. The medicine woman nodded knowingly and shuffled through her hut reaching for first one. ." With a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, she playfully swished her bottom back and forth in my hands.I laughed, "Now why do I suspect it won't be necessary for me to remind you?" Details," she said, smiling as her hands slid inside my shorts, one cupping my ass, the other stroking my dick. Kissing me again and sucking my tongue, she moaned into my mouth before pulling back to grin, "You're right. I won't forget."After watching us for awhile, Alex had gone back to the sand and plopped himself.