.. at this moment... by someone with a cock like Erabas... her cunt throbbed in its wild sensations. She kicked the sheet away, spread her soft, round...thighs wide apart, and with both hands opened the velvety, golden flanges of her moist pink slit. The stale air of the mirrored-enclosed room brushed though it like a warm breath from Satan himself.She saw herself from every angle in the mirrors and gasped aloud at her own loveliness. She drew her hands from her cunt to trail up her stomach and. . there WERE rich Americanos with young nubile daughters that had been pulled from boring boarding schools to exciting classes in wonderful places. The girls were just gagging for romance. The Sanchez boys were willing to give it. If they could get off the boat.Messages were radioed to Quito and Basseterre ... a few discrete messages about the dangers of 'fucking with the Pretty Penny' were returned. Crew names were listed ... Ooo ... nobody knew about Connie ... or Angela and Angel's favorite. . There wasn't a guide book for ... I mean ... Then..."I shrugged. How do you tell someone that you were fucked in the ass and cunt till you couldn't take it anymore?"Eventually I fainted. When I woke up things had continued without me. Even more so. There were twisted bodies engaged in all sorts of things." I waved my hand in the hair to vaguely describe 'things'. It wasn't my place to explain about Scott and Charlie's first shot at bi sexual relations."Well, things continued." I spoke. That was understandable. At best, they had the air of patient resignation as they watched life go on around them. But there were others, like this one in the park, who appeared completely happy with their situation. Katrina was very curious about those. The Bane continued to wind her way through the trees. Katrina almost lost the lithe, dark figure several times. The rain slowed to a petulant drizzle. The chorus of tree frogs and the patter of raindrops on leaves muffled the sounds.