Fianna recovered her senses by stages, half drifting in a void of agony until finally, it was the lack of air and the need to force the voluntary musc...es of leg and chest to co-operate in the dance that brought her back to full consciousness. Once she was teetering on the pivot of the nails through her ankles, the sheer agony of that pain paradoxically forbade the oblivion of a faint and she sucked in air for one, two, three sweet breathes before dropping back onto the alternative agony of her. I finally found an opening through it and beached the boat not far from a stream that ran into the small lagoon. Say what you want about wines and so forth, that water was the Nectar of the Gods! I had never tasted anything so fine in my life.At first I just took a few sips and then sprawled out in it. I let its coolness wash over me. After so long I figured my skin could act like a sponge and just soak up moisture from the outside as I fed it from the inside. I didn't want to get sick from too. ... As soon as she heard the door click shut behind her, Rachel turned to David and pressed him against the wall with the length of her body, feeling his cock harden in response as she kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with her tongue. The possibility of getting caught was making her wetter than before. She reached between them to unzip his pants, reaching to grasp the base of his cock in her hands and giving it a squeeze, eliciting a moan from David. She let go long enough for David to. There was no spark, but there was one hell of a commotion going on inside both their form-fitting dresses.“JERRY?” Emery shouted, as she looked at me. She was smiling, and she was clicking her high heels on the hardwood floor, as she danced.I heard Emily, “Oooooh SHIT! Look at my big titties!”I looked around at her, and damn - was I proud. I whirled around to look at Emery. She was still dancing in place, and her dress could no longer stand the strain. As straight as if it had been made that.