The overall belief that she was taken (or at the very least, not looking) was reinforced by the fact that one guy had already tried to pick her up and...failed. Her mental name for this guy was, "The Biggest Asshole in the God-Damned World." Thinking such a long name takes a bit of extra mental effort; obviously she must have hated him. Personally, I'd have just thought of him as T-BAG.Unlike T-BAG, I had a chance. I walked straight across the room to her and offered to buy her a drink. I even. I stood up, still holding her thighs. Kristen’s feet were over each of my shoulders, her ass right at the edge of the bed. I stepped forward, putting my erect cock at her lips. To my left I saw Holly pull Peter up on top of her. Kristen’s lips parted easily as I pushed my cock inside her. I slowly penetrated her, as she moaned louder and louder. I looked over to see Peter on top of Holly fucking her in something close to missionary position. They were really going at it, and I knew she was. She played with my big naked balls in her left hand. She put a finger in my ass as she got more of my cock down her throat. She could not go any farther in her mouth. She gagged again and spit out my cock. She left her finger in my ass."Damn baby! That is nice. How do these feel?" she said. I watched as she put her warm breast around my cock. Just the tip of my cock head was peeking out if her cleavage. She proceeded to bounce her big breast on my cock. She spit on my cock to make it wet. I. Here take this with you, she’ll probably get thirsty – you know from all the talking.” Lizzie approached quietly. She didn’t like being alone in the darkness even with a gun-wielding maniac between her and the contents of the jungle. The night was filled with the sounds of things living and dying; shagging and being eaten. “Do you know what it’s like to be all alone?” Mandi asked, without turning round. Lizzie decided that it was the kind of question which wasn’t looking for an answer. “To have.