As he suspected, this wasn't just some old school tradition. She was getting off on this. He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt before planti...g his hands in the sofa and pushing himself up.“Let go of me!” he snarled while fighting to right himself.Angelica sighed and lifted her hand from his back.When Trevor straightened himself, anger flared in his big, brown eyes. He ignored the pain in his bottom and the strange giddy feeling flowing through his nervous system. He stared up at his. Two luscious cunts that had, for several months, been on a collision course. Tonight, they would clash. Tonight, these two well endowed pussies would finally square off in the flesh. Two beautiful women would resolve personal matters between them. Two sets of thick labia would interlock and they would fuck and fight, and fight and fuck to a heated, excruciating finish.At first full contact between their fulsome pussy lips, both women softly moaned and understood that they would be sealed. When his slimy mouth closed down over mine, I gagged against him. His entire being repulsed me, I fought until my body could no longer fight. When his mouth left mine, I screamed. His laugh echoed against the cave walls. His slap stung, he ripped off his loincloth then used it to tie my hands. “Scream all you like, bitch. No one can hear you in here,” he sneered then licked my bruised cheek. “Please don’t do this to me.” The hoarse voice was hardly recognisable as my own. “Please don’t. I don’t. The flowers here grew extraordinarily tall, blocking my sight and rising like small trees above me. I am not sure if it was an inner resolve that kept me calm, borne of surviving the recent catastrophe of being shipwrecked or the influence of the berries, but I did my best to take a deep breath and consider my situation untainted by panic.The fauna that we had so far encountered was, to our admittedly limited knowledge, benign. Only the giant wasps gave us any pause and we had learned that they.