We reached the shores of an island which was inhabited by the red tribes.we anchored the boat and set on foot into the jungle.After an hour of walking... we reached the village.Villagers welcomed Kayan as he was a distant relative of the Tribe but the people were little hesitant of me.The people of the village were short, dark-skinned and wore only animal fur which barely covered their private parts.we were sent to the village head and after a lengthy conversation with Kayan he gave us a week to. ”“She is an excellent, actress, Hettie, dear,” I said, putting a hand on my sister’s shoulder, “we didn’t mean to confuse you, sweetheart, but we do need somewhere to stay for a couple of nights as Mary cannot remain at her hotel, or be recognised anywhere in public at the moment.”Mary said, “And I really am plain old Mary Jones, Hettie, at least to my dear friends, and the family of dear friends. Marcia la Mare is not the real me at all.”“I can see that, dear,” Hettie embraced her again, “You. Neither of us felt the need to go anywhere or separate so we sat with my cock still buried inside of her to finish watching dad.It was actually Dads loud sudden grunting that turned our attentions to him as he was the next one to cum. Molly still sitting atop of him while he squirted forcibly into her. Molly’s grunts and moans were fainter as she took all he had to give her as quietly as possible.The routine was the same with dad as had been with myself and Uncle Scott. Mom walked over and. She started grinding on his cock and making out with Cristy. Cristy's cunt clenched around my dick as another orgasm took her. That took me over the top and I started pumping cum deep into her womb.I watched cum drip from Cristy's sexy cunt as I pulled out, then I moved up to kiss her while waving another guy over to pleasure her. Once he started fucking her, I moved away and encouraged another guy to give her something to suck on. She was such a beautiful, slutty sight to behold.I looked over.