“What time is it?” Suzanne asked.“A little before seven,” I said, looking at my watch.Just at that moment, the rain seemed to fall harder outs...de.“We should go for a quick dip, get dressed and head up to breakfast,” I suggested.The ladies agreed, and we dashed down the dock and into the water. We did not dally. The water was warmer than the air, but only just. We soaped up, rinsed, washed our hair, then headed back to the porch to dry off.“I’m going to wear my bathing suit and a t-shirt,” I. . When she got up, I got on the bail of hey and laid on my back. "Now... Get on top and drain him..!" the blonde commanded her sister. With a lot of effort she straddled me. I could see the dildo still sticking out of her ass.... Then she lowered herself and pushed her tight cunt onto my cock. "Just lay still..... she has to do all the work now... She hasn't done very much today....." the blonde said. It looked like she was enjoying humiliating her sister like that.. "Come on...! Start riding. She danced for the dead. She danced for the living. She danced for life. She danced ... for joy.They were a hit.Sean left the party with things still going strong. The band had played its catalog of six songs twice, and now it had turned into a drunken jam. So many panties had been thrown at Kine, girls must have either come prepared, or snuck out to restock between sets. One had landed on the end of his bow. Luckily, Sean's mood had been good enough to take that in the spirit it had probably. I grab a handful of hair and stick the knife to her throat, immediately her mouth opens and I shove my cock into her mouth and down her throat watching her gag and spit as I hold her in place. I tell her that if I feel any teeth I will slice her throat, and ask her if she understands. She nods her head slightly as I shove my cock back down her throat. I know this bitch can’t breath when I am in her throat but then what the fuck do I care? I see the panic in her eyes as the need to breath gets.