Fuck...fuck: We are fucking. I am fucking. He is fucking the bejesus out of me and I love it. I’m having sex with the perfect fucking stranger.Oh sw...et Jesus I loved the late shift.His cock late shift took me by complete surprise....my arse was getting it. He had at his sweeping hand controlled insistence, got me doggy over the press, my so cute arse cheeks and pink pucker slot pointing backwards awaiting his best dirty efforts.His superlative efforts with my butt were as filthy as I hoped. His. The men started with the pellet gun from a long way back. Since most of these guys were hunters they were pretty accurate some striking the bells others hitting her tits. Cindi didn’t know what weapon they were going to use as they had covered her head to protect her face. She heard the gun and felt the pellet as it struck her nipple causing an instant sharp pain. Cindi cried out but the men only chuckled. They knew there would be no damage just pain. Each man took his turn causing bruising and. The thing we didn’t expect was they didn’t want the big boat that was offered to them. They requested an additional toolkit in exchange.Brad flashed us what we thought about that.Figuring that some, if not all of them, had at least some survival training, we felt it would be interesting to see what they requested. So, we told Brad we felt he should agree.Just when the other seven began squawking, Brad separated them and isolated them in their own area.The last seven, Franklin, AL Hunt, Annie. . like we were gonna do with Mike and Ellen. How about it?"Lynn raised an arm to look at her wrist watch, then turned sleepy, green eyes on Kalola. "At nine o'clock in the morning?" Sure," Kalola agreed heartily. "Like you guys on the mainland say: 'Early worms are for the birds.' Come on, get up."Lynn groaned and arose.It took them two hours to dress, have coffee and ride to Pearl City on a bus that detoured leisurely down Hotel Street and the Kalihi District. The "big" hotel referred to by.