“Massage the persons breast or chest on your right” Katie read out. My eyes widened. It was Claire to her right. Katies tentative hands rubbed Cla...res breasts through her t-shirt for a second or so."NO NO ! Katie properly ! Squeeze em and please em ok" Christine ordered. Katie did as she was told, Claire giggling while Katie squeezed and pleased. Claire rolled the dice next and took the card.She read it out loud "Everybody has to take three items of clothing off" . We all ended up nigh on. "How about John and Jane Smith?" he suggested."Um ... sure." Sounded good to me!Alex smiled, grabbed my arm, and gave it a good squeeze."Mr. and Mrs. John Smith," he said."Thank you." Sure. Smoking or non-smoking?" Non-smoking." Fucking or non-fucking?" What?"He smiled broadly. "I assume fucking."Oh, hell! It was a stupid joke and I fell for it.He finished whatever he needed to complete and handed us an electronic key."Room 115. Far end of the building. Checkout is at noon." Thank you." Enjoy.". Come on, honey, let it all out."She was coming almost as hard as me. Both of us were soaking wet with perspiration. My cock was still somewhat hard and she lowered herself back down. She looked at me and said, "Baby, we have one hell of a mess here but it was worth it."Of course we didn't plan for it to happen, so we had no tissues or towels or anything. Thelma looked at me and we both started laughing. We knew when she got off my member we would have another flood of juices. I remember stories. A local woman selling souvenirs stopped at the woman and started to chant softly. The souvenir seller started to explain. ‘The island spirits play in the minds of visitors. They act out sexual fantasies in the realm of dreams. Your dreams will continue until you fulfill a fantasy of your own desires or leave the island.’ The tourist whispered, ‘I have to admit, I enjoy the dreams.’ The island woman warned her, ‘Stories tell of the dreams becoming more intense as nights go by. The women are.