Her legs worked at a frenzied pace. The friction between her thighs and Jim's hips seemed to scrape her raw, and their combined sweat stung her sharpl.... Above their whistling breath, she could hear the squeaking of their skin and the wet smacking of her pussy on his hard pubic arch.The small of her back ached with the effort of her fucking and her arms trembled with the strain of clinging to the slippery neck and shoulders."God, hon!" she groaned breathlessly. "This is strenuous as hell!". They could have told me.Looking around me, I saw that lots of foods had been landed with me. Palettes of canned food and dry goods. I was on a gorgeous white sand beach about a hundred feet wide, bordered by a thick jungle.I guess I wasn’t totally over whatever sedative they’ve given me the previous night as I got drowsy again and fell asleep on that beach in the morning sun.ThumpI woke up to a sharp pain my side.ThumpAnd I was wide awake, looking up at two naked giant women. The one to my left. "She's out for the count now so lets sit and enjoy ourselves eh"."Of Course" I replied.It was only about 9 o'clock and we continued chatting. A couple of lads tried to hit on the girls but were given short shrift. Christine getting admiring looks and me getting several winks from lads I knew and glowers from others. Two hours flew by, the conversation reasonably clean but got dirtier as we got closer to leaving.We arrived back home and I went to get some drinks while Christine went to check on. You.’ I stared at my s****r, she stared back. I sighed. We both knew it had to be this way. Mom and Carla hadn’t gotten along since we were k**s. Now in this weird state, Mom would doubly not listen to what her daughter had to say. It had to be me. So I found myself following Mom through the house until we reached the parlor. The room she never wanted anyone to enter. The carpet was soft, the lighting dim. I almost didn’t see Mom standing by the window looking out at the lawn. She twitched when.