His cum was slowly oozing out of her. Seeing her chained, and spread, helpless and dripping was an incredible turn on for John. He got off the bed and...crossed the room. John checked to make sure his video camera was still recording. It was. He then picked up his Cannon SLR custom auto-focus.Megan still had not moved. John looked through the lens and now large amounts of cum had pooled around Megan's gaping asshole and was dripping down her thighs and onto the bed. The telltale whrr and soft. Her left foot was on the floor. Her right foot was on the car seat with her knee bent and thigh up. Her slit was wide open and looking right at this guy. It was summer time so Kelly had her twat shaved smooth like a baby’s butt. She also had a pretty good tan and he could see her sexy bikini lines.As he slid into the back seat he was nearly drooling at the sight of her. He leaned toward Kelly for a quick kiss. She met him with a quick peck on the lips while she tangled her fingers into his. She starts moaning louder as his cock slides deeper into her. He reaches his idle hand around her and begins to massage her breast a little firmer now than he did before. Now she is screaming his name, begging him to fuck her harder. Grinning he starts to thrust his cock in and out of her, tugging on her arms to pull himself further into her. Her back arched, causing her to clench her womanhood tighter on his cock and the toy in her pussy. She begins begging and pleading for him not to stop but. The natives already on the bus helped us get in. Bus, it was really a large flatbed 2 and half ton truck with seats in the bed and a canvas top. It would take us up and over the mountain and down to the north side of the island where the clam was.This wasn’t the first giant clam we’d dug out of a coral head, but it would be the largest and the most dangerous yet. It was 16 feet deep in an area that was notorious for strong ocean tides and sharks. We had a system whereby one of us would dive.