”I almost spit out the bite of muffin I was enjoying. Fuck! That's my cum stain, I thought to myself as I tried to maintain my composure.“That's o...ay,” Cheryl replied cordially. As I watched the woman's fake attempt to remove the spot from herself, I had a hard time containing a laugh. Indeed, those are the same pants she was wearing last night, the same pants I had my hand inside, the same pants that received a large stray blob of spunk that she jerked out of my spasming cock while I sat. I was going to have to do it in the forest. I took a deep breath, and slipped off my shorts and bikini bottoms, placing them in the open trunk. I squatted down at the base of a tree and put a hand on my lips, stroking the growing hairs before I spread them to start shaving away at the inner edges of my lips. I worked my way out, and was back down to a short fuzz in no time. But I had another problem... I was extremely horny. Shit. Somehow I forgot how much I love to masturbate right after a. 'Dale leaned comfortingly towards me and said, 'We look after each other. It's a good arrangement.'When we reached the house we took in empty cardboard boxes and put them on the floor of the lounge. Jeremy checked through the copies of Loyd's novels. 'Yes, ' he said, 'I think she has them all, every one. Splendid ... every one a first edition in top condition. Not signed though.' He sniffed the pages of one of them, something he occasionally did to books in the shop. 'First editions of this. One crew member who grew up on the coast opposite once stayed on the island for a few days. He describes it as crescent shaped with a nice sloping beach inside the curve with a good natural harbour. The centre of the island rises to about forty-five metres above the sea, a cross between a large hill and a short ridge. The island is only two kilometres long and about half that wide. The seaward side is a straight drop into deep water with the side closest to Berant as the crescent beach and.