Wetter.One big palm rubbing down my front. One hot hand on my back. Hands on my breasts. On my ass. Everywhere.And then, the tiniest dip into the very...top of my wet cleft in front at the exact same time as a finger so gently circles the rim of my hole in back.Oh that's a lot.And then they do more.A cool gel in back. What is that?But then I forget everything because Jean-Luc has found my clit and I don't know what the hell he's doing but it's—"Auuuugggh!"Except then I feel a slight push at the. To my amazement, she pulled out of me and, breathlessly, stepped back. She closed here eyes and I wondered for a moment if she was OK but then they opened and were bright and lustful. ‘Enough, for now. I wanted to test myself. Next time we have a tongue race with Debs, I’m going to bloody well win. That means, of course, that you’re going to have to do a lot of practice.’ She turned so her bum was against the table. ‘No time like the present, sweety. Down you go.’ She undid her trousers and. And if you don’t have their cocks out within thirty minutes of their arrival, we’ll leave you alone. I promise.”“Fair enough,” I said.Laughing, Stan said, "You weren't kidding. You are a horny slut, aren't you?"“Yes, and proud of it. But I need to put something on and spruce up my hair. Give me thirty minutes and then be at my door. Bring something to drink with you.”“How about just putting on the see-through dress and heels you wore this afternoon, and we’ll be there in fifteen minutes with. You land at the airstrip of a small island with a sandy beach perimeter, a thick jungle interior, and -- seemingly -- only one house, a beautiful three story estate that sits on a small rocky rise looking down upon all about it. The pilot quickly unloaded your bags and pointed you toward the house, then fired up his engines and left without a word.At the house, you found only written instructions attached to the front door; there didn't seem to be anyone anywhere about. You and your family did.