. . cock." Jasmine punctuated each word by plunging my cock to the back of her throat gagging herself slightly in the process. "Just . . . made . . . ...e . . . hungry." She moaned as her brunette curls bounced in time with her head over my cock. Jasmine was completely determined to get my cum. There wasn't anything else on her mind when my cock was lodged in the back of her throat. I know because I'm the reason that she was thinking those thoughts. Not that I'm the sexiest stud in the universe.. I had a feeling of calm come over me and although I couldn't justify anything I felt fine about it. I picked up my phone and brought her number back up and pushed the button to dial her while Anita looked at me in horror.I rang until her voicemail picked up and began to play, I hung up before it beeped for me to leave a message."Voicemail", I said looking at Anita. We finished dressing and as I thought about things I figured perhaps I better get home "just in case". This thing can really go bad. Last week I took my camera into my local photographers in town, and inserted my chip into the shops computer.I had spent the previous day walking my dog in the snow covered forest and shot some pictures of him, to be my Christmas card front.The shop owners son hovered over my shoulder to help, should I have problems and as we chatted, the images on the screen were right out of xHamster's 'Girls in stockings'His eyes widened as images of me clad in nets and a broad smile flashed across the. We watched them until we passed the island and they were no longer visible. The women and Robert went away smiling and soon things were back to normal. It was later that day that my wife suggested to me that we stop on one of these small island for a day or two, as Susan and Jill were getting quite bored from being confined so long to the cabin. I immediately took her up on this suggestion as I needed a little releaf myself. We traveled until we found an island thatlooked suitable, then we.