I watched my cousin and saw he was uncomfortable.Brad must have sensed it too, because he moved closer to Frank and said, "Just have fun, Frank. None ...f us know what we're doing, at least the guys don't."Frank smiled, thanked Brad and loosened up. By the time the song ended, he was smiling. The next song was slow and Brad took me in his arms. I watched over Brad's shoulder to see what Frank was going to do and giggled when Erin made the decision for him.Several other couples joined in and began. ’ Rhonda would have gone anywhere Jas suggested, and as they made their way to the harbor, Jas told her, “It’s too small to support human life.” He gave her a wicked grin as he went on, “I learned a lot on that island—but not about birds.”After only twenty minutes on the small motorized boat that Jas had hired, and steered ably through the blue, green water, Jas called, “Dead ahead.”Rhonda had sat back under the shady awning, letting the breeze flare out her hair as she gazed between Jas’s. I mean it was just gone for a second or so. When I returned to life, I no longer cared about the Atwoods or anything else. I just wanted to lay there in my sex induced coma and respond to my body's signals.First it was convulsions, the it was hot flashes, then tremors, then cold wet sensations between my legs. I felt it all and reveled in each one of the feelings.Before I fully recovered, Martin, who had his cock buried in me while I came and then came down, began to withdraw it. "Clean me," he. . his love... but it was difficult to accept it in the strange form he wanted it in.I can't say I didn't really enjoy it... I was... even though I am ashamed of it. At first I didn't... everything was mechanical... only to make the act as quick as possible... giving him what he wanted, letting him use my hole for relief, feeling cheap and dirty afterwards, hating myself. But after a couple of days I found it more and more pleasing, and when he started experimenting with my body with his hands,.