Hot, sticky cum leaking from her neglected pussy, moistening her panties. Kait was ready to scream with her suppressed horniness." Oh, my God," she th...ught, " what's wrong with me?" Of course she knows what was wrong...She needs to have her horny pussy fucked desperately. Kait turns to me to tell me they should change the subject, at that moment I plant my mouth on hers and kiss her, darting my tongue into her mouth. Kait is completely taken off guard. She feels her heart pounding and she. ”“And he would know how to hide it.”“That he would.”Well, it’s better to know about the hunters than not. But they weren’t that high on my worry-list. When they hunted a deserter, they knew who he was, what his habits were, what he looked like. Oops. They know what I look like. May even have a photo.And something else was niggling away at a corner of my mind.Then I flashed on it. My wig. The Barbara Reynolds wig. They’d taken it from me that night in Nowak’s apartment. Well ... think it. They were heavy, and they jiggled and swayed in themonstrous cups whenever I moved. "Oh, Priscilla! What a big girl you are!" Margaret laughed, heftingthe fake breasts in her hands. A stupid sheer cover-up with matching bow motif and high-heeledsandals completed my humiliation. Then the girls started pulling medownstairs. They actually intended to make me go outside like that! Ibegan to panic as the thought of being outside in the humiliating get-up. "Margaret! I can't go outside! What if. “Four people are coming here,” announced Parni, “three women and one man. The boathouse looks deserted.”“Maybe these four are all that’s there,” suggested Sachi. “Did you see how excited that first woman got when she saw us? How they all were?”“Almost as excited as we were,” replied Carla dryly.“My point, Carla, is that if there were more people on that island, I think they would have come out to see us. I’m guessing the island is uninhabited now except for these four.”The shore team watched in.