The sounds of large bones breaking and the screams of agonizing pain, cut through the wailing winds and lashing rains. The birlinn slammed down on the...keel again, snapping like the bones of the men. Not one man stirred or moved, the birlinn now jammed tight in a rock formation. On a tiny dot of land, no more than the size of a birlinn, a hand clung to a rock. The bloodied fingers dug into the nooks and crevices, clinging in hope. Another hand weakly came up and soon after a desperate struggle,. Finally he opened his jeans and pulled out a nice clean cut, hard seven inches of cock and small set of fuzzy hair covered balls. I cautiously put my face to the opening and licked my lips hoping to persuade him to place his hard cock into the hole and into my inviting mouth. He slowly moved closer and placed his cock into the hole. I touched it with my fingers and softly pulled him closer. He cautiously leaned into the hole. I started licking and savoring the salty clear juices oozing. They got aperfect view of my entire chest. I saw the supervisor was having trouble with his cock as heshifted around in his chair. He told the man working with him tohead back to the truck and wait for him. He said that there wassome paperwork to take care of and he'd be out shortly. Afterthe man had left, the supervisor stood and placed some deliverypapers on the table. He told me I'd have to sign if everythingwas satisfactory. I leaned over the table and rested my forearmon the table. By now, the passion was at boiling point and my cock was primed and ready. Vanessa pressed her mouth against my ear, whispering commandingly, “Fuck her hard. She likes it rough."I obeyed. Entwining my tongue with Francesca’s, I slid all eight inches of my throbbing cock into her tight, wet pussy. As soon as I’d slipped in, Vanessa continued rimming me. With every move of her tongue, I felt my cock pulsing into Francesca’s warm pussy. I thrusted deep and hard, my balls banging against her. “Feel.