My orgasm was coming, and nothing could stop it. I quickly pulled my cock out of her wet, creamy cunt. I stood on the bed, then squatted way down. I l...oked at my cock; it was wet, covered in off-white cunt-cream, visibly pulsing to my rapid heart beat. I grabbed Mary's ears and pulled her head to my raging wet penis. I humped my wet cock against her pretty freckled face. "Grrunngh! Grrrunngh!" I was a beast in rut knowing nothing but my thickly veined cock was about to spurt. The smell of pussy. “Now I hope my nipples don’t decide to come out until we get there.”It was 9 am when Jill arrived. “Well the kids are off on their adventure and I am ready for mine ... I think. Beth, are you sure ... about the island I mean. I have heard stories...”“Would you like coffee?” Beth asked without answering her question. Pouring her some and handing it to her. “Jill, believe me there is nothing to be afraid of, trust me.” They sat talking for a while.“Beth, you seem ... predisposed, anything. .” I trailed off. “Yes” she replied, again quickly, running her words together like she was afraid of them, “I’m a virgin. The guys keep leaving me because I won’t let them in. I’ve never had a dick in me. I HAVE sucked a couple, tho.” With that she grinned and twirled away thru the crowd of dancing bodies, and I was unable to follow. Damn, I was intrigued by this girl. Just then Jeff came by and offered me a solo cup. A quick sip revealed that yes, it was beer. Life was good!A little while. I no have green card and I have no options." We can take care of that, but only if you're serious. I'm not going to help you if you're not fully committed to this. That means no going back to your pimp. If you so much as return for a few possessions, he'll try to talk you out of it. Quite persuasively, too, I'm sure, as he'll likely question my motives and whether you can trust me or not." I..." she started, again hesitating before seemingly making up her mind. "I have a young son. I can't.