She is a born exhibitionist with a taste for the depraved. She does not have your class, your brains, or your beauty. Zoe is not, nor has she ever bee... my friend. You, darling, are my friend, my lover, and my soulmate. If I can convince you, will be my wife soon?" Will you want to have sex with her while she's is the Island?" I thought about it but came to the conclusion that it would be an act of anger. In addition, it would be a dishonor to you. The answer is no. I have some ideas. However, I. She demanded again, "I said stay on your back or I'm going to crush these balls." You're hurting me! I am. I'm on my back. Please don't hurt me. Don't hurt them. Please! Oh please let go. Please." When I tell you no, I mean no. You have to respect my wishes." Yes, yes I will. Oh God, it was so pain full." Now you see, you went soft on me." It's Okay. You don't have to do anything. Just let it be," I said, while protecting my genitals with my hands."No, I can't let it be. I have to do this. Move. Debra rolled down her blue lace panties, by now dark blue from the wetness. As soon as her pussy came in to view, nicely trimmed but not bald, some strand of slime formed threads from her slit to her panties and kept growing longer and longer until her panties were almost at her knees when it ‘broke’.I looked closely and thought to see a small squirt and dripping from her pussy to her panties, making her panties even wetter. Not sure if I saw it right, but Debra closed her legs and had a. "You want that, don't you?" Yes!" I did my best to reply, my voice muffled by her large body."Unfortunately, you haven't earned that yet." Sarah replied while pulling my head back away from her.She walked back over to the drawer, leaving me in a daze, my cock aching more with each passing moment. I was having trouble focusing, but I could see her making some changes to her outfit. I couldn't figure out exactly what, until she turned around and took a few steps back towards me.Sarah had removed.