She figured she would need the next two days to settle in and do some light necessary repairs, but then she would set off to spend a night under the s...ars.Jessica couldn’t quite explain why this job meant so much to her, in theory she had similar – albeit not as vast – wilderness right at home. But it meant the world to her, the freedom of wilderness coupled with the prospect of being almost completely on her own – if she had to call help it wouldn’t arrive within less than four hours – and. The satyrs were curious about our phones, which had to have looked other-worldly to them, but they didn’t object as we took hundreds of pictures of them, and us being fucked.We stayed with them all night again, being fucked repeatedly in our pussies and asses. Our stomachs were full of their tasty cum, since we cleaned each other after each fucking. That was our last night on the island, and they gave us a breakfast feat in the morning, and fucked us twice again, before we made our way back. Just as I was about to open my mouth to welcome him, he pulled back. Putting his hand on my cheek he looked at me, studying my eyes, then said, “Thank you.”Luke waited until I was through my door before turning. I closed it and leant against it, happy at how things had turned out. I heard someone knocking on Diane’s door and then, “Luke! What do you want?”I looked through the peep-hole. Luke was talking to Diane.“Sorry, hope I’m not interrupting. Just wanted to say thanks and hopefully, I was. God knows she wanted to make him a happy husband the way she had thought he would be, but she just couldn't force herself to go through with it. The thought of that horrible scene in the bed when he had tried to put his head down between her legs and the coldness with which he had treated her afterward when she had refused to let him brought tears brimming to her eyes. She sobbed softly and took another mouthful of the gin and tonic, wincing slightly as it burned its way down her throat.And now.