She stood still and let him kiss her neck, his hands came up and cupped her breasts, he felt her hard nipples and she groaned, her legs felt weak agai.... Picking her up, he took her toward the bedroom, her head nestled into his shoulder. He put her down next to the bed and they kissed. His tongue found its way into her mouth, darting in and out and she sucked on it greedily. The fire was burning in her belly now, like a raging inferno, his hands found her breasts once again, gently squeezing her. One problem with being a castaway is that you don't get to select the outfit you're going to wear. When the whole ruckus had started, we had been enjoying a formal dinner on board our cruise ship. Cindy had dressed up in a tight little black sheath that was totally impractical for rowing a lifeboat, or for any activity more vigorous than lifting a fork to her mouth. I had been wearing a beautifully-cut gabardine wool suit that made me feel like James Bond. I could cry to look at it now - you. They had been trying to rescue him when they were trapped themselves. Jerome volunteered to go into the quicksand to try for a rescue if they would maintain a rope tied around his chest. Everybody agreed, so Jerome quickly stripped off his clothes and rushed into the quicksand pool with a rope tied to him.The two children shouted directions, so it took only a few moments for him to stumble over the boy sunk in the quicksand. Jerome grabbed the boy and they were both dragged out of the mess. The. None of us can wait forever to be yours. Your Undead lovers ... for eternity. One by one, we all want this. Sooner or later, trust me, Master,” Nydia assured me, even as I plowed one of my many daughters.“Speaking of eternity ... what’s to be done with these little prisoners, eh?” I smiled at the others, even as Mike Dunne bravely sliced open his own throat in front of us.I used my power to resurrect him immediately and transform him into one of the Undead as well. The others seemed a bit more.