. You will love the cream pie I will have then ..."I am sucking this cock nice by now. I think my well being depends on how well I suck it. I hear aro...nd me the sounds of a good fuck happening. The woman who whispered to me is getting her first load of cum I guess. The hung cock pulls from my face and is replaced by a limp one . I take that also and suck it to a raging hard on. This becomes a ritual. I continue to hear in the background the fucking sounds and I know that the other woman is. I went over to her and kissed her passionately on the lips. Our lips parted and I felt her tongue forcing its way into my mouth. Our tongues clashed as we kissed passionately.She took my hand and led me into the bedroom, Jim followed us. She undressed me and as my erect cock sprung into view she sank to the floor and took me in her mouth. None of my girlfriends had done this for me and I was in heaven as she clamped her lips round my shaft and sucked me. After a minute or so I had to tell her. “You should get dressed,” he said. “I may be old but I am a man.”“I should get dressed,” she said, suddenly naked.“We have a great deal to do,” they said.“This time, we throw money at it,” they said.The lights went on at The Spur. The sign in the door glass turned from Closed to OPEN. They were the first. At the L shaped counter, the farthest north pair of seats exist alone. The next stool is missing. They sat.“Good morning, Bobby.”“Morning, El Patrón. Karen. The usual?”“Yes, please.”“Karen?”. "Right where do you want me?" It's too dangerous for us both. I'll shake it. You try and find some firewood for later. "Dangerous? What are you talking about?" Coconuts are like bombs falling from the sky. Loads of people die from them falling."My stomach lurched and I became generally worried for him. Mark was insistent that he would be OK.A few hours later we were sat next to the waterfall enjoying fresh coconuts. The object Mark put into his pocket during our escape was some sort Swiss army.