By the time I return to the lagoon I feel like a new woman, again. I am again looking to the future and rededicated to what still needs to be done for...building on the foundation of our victory and the cooperative alliances that have been formed on the island. It seems that everyone, villagers and species, are adjusting to a new existence in peace and relative safety. The focus is no longer fear of the unknown from dog packs and outside invaders but refocused on the natural predators of the. "Hey cuckold, you interrupted my amazing blowjob for that? I said PANTIES not underwear. Now show me something with flowers, with lace, and a thong."Humiliated, I head back to the store. How could I explain returning underwear already out of the box only 10 minutes after purchasing them? The girls at the store would know what I had been doing. Better than facing Aaron's wrath, I decided, so I headed back into the store. I picked out a pair of pink panties with flowers and a lace trim. I also. Youre still wet, you little slut. Yes, I was wet. I was more turned on than Id ever been. He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his hard, thick cock. I could feel his pulse. I began to stroke his cock. Then, the wife took my other hand and cupped her bald pussy with it. I began to rub her clit. She rocked her hips in time with my hand. She was almost as wet as I was! She stopped kissing me and got down between my legs. The instant her mouth touched my pussy, I couldnt move! Another woman. Curling his finger tip forward, making contact with her wet pulsing inner wall, he found the slightly bumpy patch he was seeking, her g-spot.“Damn, you’re wet! Do you always get this wet for your men?” Jo-Ann just moaned in reply, too far gone to do anything but enjoy the warmth spreading through her loins. Tyrone leaned in and kissed her, his tongue probing, her tongue responding in kind. His kisses were soft and tender at first and then, seeming to sense her need, his kisses became harder,.