This was one of those almost-human cats with wet, pink tongues that never stopped licking in inappropriate places. She took the thing to bed with her ...ach night and I had these terrible pornographic visions of her pussy taking charge of her every thought, word and deed.I was sitting on the matching white leather love seat with Miss Margaret perched on my lap squirming in little concentric circles to make my nasty-minded dick consider her lack of undies as an invitation to get hard as a. I couldn't see any land in that direction and started to wonder just where I really was. I continued along the beach, starting to worry that I could see any land in any direction except where I'd been. The only way that could be was if I were on an island. I didn't like the sound of that at all!While walking, I did pass a small stream that wound its way out of the trees, over the beach, to the shore. I knelt down and tasted the water, prepared to spit it out if it turned out to be salty. It. We stood there looking at each other then I began to pull his tee shirt up over his head before undoing his cargo pants and let them drop to the floor.I started on myself and slip my shirt down off my shoulders like some seductive striptease show. Tom finally seeing my big pale breasts spilling over my size too small lacy bra. Next was the job of unrolling the waist of my skirt before I could unfasten it then let it slip to the floor. I totally forgot I was knickerless and stood in front of my. I need to take care of these guys right now.”She slid out of the slowly rotting tree trunk and crawled low in the mist to get as close as possible to the trio of miscreants holding the six surviving girls hostage.The stench from the dirty men filled her nostrils with a need to sneeze. She fought it off because she knew it would be the kiss of death if she was discovered before she got close enough to dispatch the trio before they could react to her attack.She was only about fifteen feet from.