She and Sid collected a pile of wood that stood a couple of several feet tall with good sized branches. It seemed to her that the pile would last for ... year, but Sid seemed to know what he was doing. It was dark by the time Sid finished teaching her how to start a fire using a flint and a very small piece of iron.As her stomach growled, she asked, “When’s dinner?”“We’ve got to cook it, yet,” Sid answered with a grin.“Oh,” Cynthia said.Sid pulled out a pot and filled it withput a little water. "God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen. Let Nothing you dismay!"Muriel had never been a devotee of choral music, especially when produced by a bevy of tonally challenged people with some terrible kind of throat disorder! Maybe they had suffered from cancer of the vocal chords and had these appendages removed!"Fuck off!" shouted the furious Muriel. "I don't pay my rates and taxes to be subjected to this mental torture every bloody year at this time!" It's for a good cause, Madam! Helping to pay for the. But again, he stopped. He was saving it, I could tell.One glance into his eyes and I could tell, we were going to go the whole way. As we got into the 69 position again, I got goosebumps all over my body as I was sucked off for the first time. It was better than I could ever have imagined. His tongue caressed the tip of my penis, as I begged for more and more. His mouth went right over it now, as he became the first ever person to taste my cock.I then moved to his. This was my first time. I saw the sisters whispering. They stayed topless the rest of the day even through dinner and kept glancing at my crotch to see if I was reacting.I guess it became sort of a contest for them and when we sat out in the cockpit to watch the sunset they brought a blanket and snuggled close to me with it wrapped around all of us together. I had on a T-shirt and they seem to make a point of rubbing their breasts on my arms whenever they moved around. Of course I was erect and I excused myself to go.