I had finally reached the end of my rope, as my American Friend, Gavin, would say. I managed a sad smile, dredging up an image of his face, as well as...my fellow castaways, my thoughts linger longest on Emma’s. Oh, sweet, beautiful Emma. The berries had opened up so many possibilities, once forbidden and scandalous to my mind. Love had truly blossomed between us and for that, if nothing else, I was thankful for being shipwrecked. If only I hadn’t been exiled…The thought faded as did I, my eyes. .I suddenly woke up, feeling Andrew was caressing my bare thigh. I was wearing a short summer dress and a tiny thong underneath.I pretended to still be dozed off: I wanted to see what he would do. I then spread apart a bit more my thighs and leaned closer to him. He reached up and started massaging one of my boobs.I just moaned a little. It was feeling so good…All of a sudden something broke loose in the back of the truck and Jasper pulled over. He stayed in the cabin and called his office.. As the night wore on the bar got more crowded and I was getting pushed into her tight ass every few seconds. I was hard as a rock at this point and she kept pushing back into me and grinding against me when it happened. I decided to get my own back on her because she was driving me crazy, so the next time she pushed her ass back I let my hand drop to her pussy. To my delight her thong was soaked so I started rubbing her pussy through it. I could hear her letting out little gasps and moans as I. I decide to try and meet this woman. I come and go a few times from the room then decide to get some ice, each time I try to make enough noise to get her attention but am about to give up. I am at the ice machine and turn around to find that woman standing there. We start to talk and I invite her to my room for some wine. We get to my room, she bitches about her husband who is out playing golf with out her. I work it just right and I am in bed with this older woman fucking her brains out. She.