" Actually, they had flirted with me, too, even though I was the only unmarried one there."Damn, look at those asses," Tom chimed in. "They are almost...begging for a rape." I, indeed, had often fantasized the same with both of them, beating my hard eight-inch cock most every night to one or the other of them. In fact, it was always a gang rape as well. My cock was rising now to the thought, easily expanding against my silky-like jogging suit.I noticed we were in a rather secluded area of the. Dailey, while you’re eating Jill’s pussy, may I eat your pussy?”Ms. Daily says: “Come get you some pussy, Jill and I’ll eat your pussy next.”We were having so much fun, we ran through the entire script again, before we set the cameras up to shoot our first take. It was midnight by the time we gathered around and watched the unedited version.We were having just as much fun watching the video, as we did acting our parts - while making the video.The next morning, after we ate breakfast, I was. I missed several days and had to make a catch-up estimate. Then another remiss and more time slipped by. One night as I watched a new moon crest, I realized I had no idea what day it was or how long we had been here. More significantly the need and importance of the civilized "knowing the time" had unconsciously faded. I was aware of the sun rising and the coming of night. The cycle of tides had become a daily flow in our activities. I had tossed the last vestige of civilized time into the. When Fiona was in position Kathy grabbed the hem of the T shirt and peeled it over Fiona’s head. Michelle unsnapped Fiona’s Bra and removed it quickly. ‘We don’t want you getting too hot when you work.’ laughed Kathy as she leered at Fiona, now wearing only stockings and suspender belt. ‘Go and get some water and a cloth.’ When Fiona returned from the kitchen the girls had placed a dining chair at the window for Fiona to stand on. ‘Get cleaning.’ said Sara. Fiona stepped up onto the chair,.