The young and strikingly pretty Jamaican waitress had given me a wink and a smile when she delivered the drinks, subtly reminding me that I was having...dinner with two gorgeous women. That gesture alone nearly had me hard again, so I tried to distract myself with conversation."So, how did you hear about Treasure Beach?" I asked Mala."My parents first brought me here when I was five," she explained. "I think it's one of my first memories, honestly." So you came back on your own?" Alice. At some point Tiffany’s shirt had disappeared – and if he had to bet, her panties had, too.Molly had disrobed almost immediately and had not bothered to put on anything later. Molly opened her eyes when she heard Phil move, winked at him and then slipped out of bed and walked down the hall.He knew there was no way he could extract himself without waking Tiffany. She was wrapped tightly around him and probably would still be in bed when he returned from the field in four hours. She blinked and. You pull back the curtain from the window and let the late morning light flood into the room. One advantage of this new world was that you had no job, or at least no job yet. You look around the small building that had become home as of two weeks ago. It wasn't much; a small kitchenette, a cozy couch in front of the fire, a comfortable enough bed, and a cellar extending halfway into the earth. It was humble, and didn't have electricity."Awaken light" You command. Immediately a warm orange glow. Heather feels my cock throbbing through the fabric. She puts her hands around my neck and moans as I kiss the nape of her neck. She feels my wet tongue licking the contours of her neck, kissing her shoulders, the crook of her elbow. She is insanely wet and she wants me inside her more with every breath. Heather turns around and I place my hands on the small of her back and press her hard against me. We kiss a slow, sensual, knowing kiss. Her hands go to my face as she caresses my cheeks. Her.