I could have cancer, or be a quadraplegic, or a World Wrestling Federation fan. And you’re right. But if I said, “Yippee, hooray for Vanessa, she�...�s the sexiest girl a guy ever got to share his island paradise with, I’d be kicked out of the Ernest Hemingway Fan Club, and the story would have no dramatic tension, beginning as it would be, where it is supposed to end. Now just because a guy is all alone on an island with no women, doesn’t mean that he doesn’t sometimes think about them, which is. Like her, I get a good fuck in and then whip out my cock, slapping her face with it and shoving it back in her mouth, at times deep in her mouth. Then she took control, pushing me to cum. She felt the tensing up and stroked my cock with her hands again. When I felt close to cum, I told her “Oh its ready to go, you want it sprayed where”? Pinky held my cock in her mouth, helping me pump her fill of cum. She gagged over the load, more then the last couple times we did this. I felt the urge to. It felt like something inside me was going to explode. My clit was beginning to pulse. My pussy was beginning to contract, even with Gavin inside me. My breathing was now more shallow. My body began to quiver. Whatever it was, I had to let it go.“Uh, uh, uh,” I moaned as Gavin pounded into me, “I think—I think—I’m gonna cum!”I was not sure if that was the case because it was not the same feeling I had when I usual came. All I knew, I could not hold it any longer. The feeling enveloped me and. He didn't want to hurt me, or even force me; he wanted to love me in some sick and twisted way. That he did have to force me, there was the real irony of the moment. I was getting my fantasy and I didn't want it, because it was being thrust upon me. Bill could love me, but only because I had to let him.Life, I decided, is an evil thing. Love, too. Sometimes."We're live..." Dick said, playing with his equipment.I looked at the camera, smiling self-consciously and not because I wanted to, but.