I pause at the inside of your upperthigh...right where it meets your pubic area...I kiss and suckon that area...you are getting deperate - I'm right t...ere...I work my wayover...you can feel my hot breath on your throbbing pussy...but I pullaway...orbiting around your wetness...going back down the inside of yourother leg...you almost can't stand it...you start beggin me to get inthere...so I inch closer again - getting closer and closer...sloooowlygetting to your hot, wet lips...I gently massage. I held up my hand. "Okay, stop," I said. "This is the way this is all going to work." The three stared at me. "If you want to live and maybe get off this island then you will do it my way."First off, I am the boss," I said. I was a bit pissed and a little drunk so I expanded on that. "No. I think king is a better description." I smiled at them and sat back.Then I added, "You will keep your mouths shut and do everything exactly as I say."I looked at Kimberly with an open leer. "And I do mean. So the morning started off right! I pulled his shorts back up and told him to get back into the living room.So I walked into the living room and asked them if they wanted me to help them load! They said yes, so we all headed outside. So they made me get up into the back of the truck with the camper top on it so I had to bend over showing them my pussy! After several finger swipes and licks they were all loaded and finally left!So I am here all week by myself and I went into the house, cleaned a. The restaurant was small, quiet and discrete, and we found a table in an alcove. We savoured the exquisite dryness of a white wine from the Valley of the Loire as we talked about Canada, Florida and France, of poetry and music, of books and of films, and all the while we gazed into each other’s souls and hardly knew what we ate. Beneath the table my feet enclosed hers, whilst above, tentative, accidental touchings of fingers became entwinings, and we both knew that we wished to be entwined.