A storm had come up. Instead of returning to the marina, we landed on the island. Velvet Acres Leisure Club was closed for the winter. Wondering what ...he accommodations were like, we had wandered around.What we found was a main club house, 6000 square feet in size, with dinning, dancing, kitchen, and lounging area. A row of twenty six small cabins, just large enough for a bed, sink, and small toilet were lined up to the rear of the building.The area was all of two hundred, and twenty five acres. ." before she took in the view before her. Looking out over jungle trees, she let him wrap his arms around her as he pointed out the monkeys in the treetops, the birds flying around and on the other side of the trees--just visible--a flock of flamingos on the small lake on the grounds.His mouth moved down her neck. She moaned and leaned back against his shoulder for a moment before turning and walking back into the room. "Time for that later, we've not even looked around yet, come on."After. I quickly took the protection on. I made a thrust and it went inside her pussy fully as it was dripping with her juice. She gave out a loud scream and hugged me tightly.I froze for a moment. Then I started to pump her in slow motion. I continued at the same pace for a few minutes. She started to enjoy every action of mine. Then she wanted me to increase the pace. She then grabbed my back hard and quick. Then suddenly she pinched her fingers along with her nails on to my back.She was having. That’s when cartoon reality and human reality began to clash. The barriers between them became so blurred, humans who associated too much with cartoons could end up being more and more toony -- And more and more looney. The more logical the “people”, the less they would be able to deal with cartoon illogic (as they saw it), and could go quite insane! Of course, the reverse was true for cartoons. To find themselves stone-cold ‘sober’ was the true horror! (Remember, cartoons were created so.