.dirty girl..." and taking the soles of her feet off the arms of the seat, she leaned forwards and lifting Gemma's chin in her palms, gently kissed he...r; their tongues meeting, swapping saliva. Redhead pulled back and still cupping Gemma's chin in her palms said to her softly, "There's a good little bitch...I'm sure that Daddy wants to push a bit more meat up your arse though, eh"? She looked at me and nodded. I gulped and slowly thrust my hips once more. Gemma screamed, but fortunately, the. I assured her that everything will be fine, but she insisted and told me not to argue and listen to what she is saying.Taking her cue, I decided to put my plan to work. I got up from the bed and limped to the bathroom un-necessarily but caught my waist and pretended that I was having a severe back pain apart from my ankle. It was so awkward for me to ‘pretend’ walking that way, since I had to project to Bablu that I had pain ‘both’ in my ankle as well as my ‘lower back’. It felt strange walking. " (Why didn't you script this, girl!) "I don't know if you're interested in..."(Oh, God, what is he interested in!) "...in...uh...hiking..." (Oh, god!) "but, I, ah, I know a really neat trail, kind of off the map, sort of, and if you're new to the...uh...area, you might want to, these mountains are really pretty, looking down on the desert and everything, and you know, you might want to take a hike one day. Just an idea." That sounds nice," he said. And I just about swooned. I decided to press. No one paid overt attention to the other, but we all out of the corner of our eyes admired the shapely features on display. One fellow jogged back and forth on the narrow strip of beach, his testicles and penis bobbing as he ran. As was his intent. Clearly, an exhibitionist, plying his trade. The women watched him, some with sly smiles on their faces. We all knew what he was doing. How gauche. A woman walked toward the far end of the island where we were and joined the group. A beauty. .