She switched to a fist, pounding out a tattoo that resonated weakly in the interior.Nothing. A minute, two minutes passed and she tried again. Still n...othing. She began to shout and found a rock to increase the volume of her hammering. After another frustrating ten minutes the face of a startled and confused man appeared in the portal."Thank god, please help me, our plane crashed and the others are dead."No reply. She repeated her plea in French, and getting no response she switched despairingly. We kissed and made out. He guided my face near his dick. His dick was very large but I took it in. We got in a 69 position. We did until we had cum.Then he put his dick n my ass. It pained at first but then it started to feel better and I came again. We were very quiet all the time. I was afraid that my mom might catch me or I might get aids.After that I tried to put my dick inside his ass. His ass was very tight but I managed. I started to hump. The pleasure was unbearable. I wanted to shout. I could feel myself trembling with arousal at her question. It was the question. How much of a cuckold was I? I had to honest. I had to be honest with her and myself. I watched her cute little hand slowly glide up and down my penis. Her question turned me on even more. I wish I was seeing her hand going up and down a big black cock.“I’d choose... I’d choose to watch you baby. Watch you get black fucked by the biggest blackest cock we could find,” I declared as I tried humping her hand,. And Lotta was in a fluffy dress thatshe made a twirl in. I went down on my knees, turned Jack to see thegirl.- What do you think, Jack. Isn't that a wonderful dress?Jack felt the attention from the others a bit uncomfortable, but noddedto be polite. The girls joined my boys in their video games. Finley andLotta sort of found each other. And they played with the few dollsFinley had in his room (Gotta buy him some more.)After they left, I asked Finley what he thought of Lotta's dress. And.