After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore.In disbelief, he asks, "W...ere did you come from? How did you get here?"She replies, "I rowed over from the other side of the island where I landed when my cruise ship sank." Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with you." Oh, this thing?" explains the woman. "I made the boat out of some raw material I found on the island. The oars were. Not a mocking kind of laugh but an easy friendly kind of laugh so he would know that I wasn't laughing AT him, at least not in a bad way. His mouth fell open and he looked at me with his eyes beginning to bug out a bit. Then his eyes lit up and he began to laugh with me."Mike, you crazy son of a..." he started to yell, but I held up my hand to stop him and bent close to his ear.I whispered, "Al, keep it down. It IS noisy in here but I don't want the rest of the bunch to hear you. Let's see if I. I felt my orgasm growing and I wrapped my arms around Jack, letting my head hang back, gasping for air, feeling it mounting between my legs. I was moving faster on Roger’s cock and I could barely hear him saying, “That’s it, Rachel, come for me. Come on my cock.” The pounding in my ears was deafening. I growled in frustration when Jack’s hand left my pussy and his lips left my nipple. I looked at him and opened my mouth to demand that he return, but before I could, he grasped both of my. I was overwhelmed by lust.She pushed her hand into my knickers and moaned, pressing two fingers against my clit and circling them slowly. She whispered something spanish in my ear and I felt her other hand pushing into my knickers from behind and pressing into my arse.I could feel myself dripping. I pulled my breasts above the bra and touch my erect nipples. They were blood red and swollen.She thrust two fingers up my cunt and one up my arse with the other hand at the same time. I let out a.