We were in the beach house Jack had been renting with "misdirected" government funds for five years. Jack had been doing lots of unauthorized shit, wh...ich was why I was sent here to collect him. One untrustworthy soul dispatched to retrieve another."Have you ever come on an island girl's tits, Harry? It's beautiful. Come 'ere and watch."Sprawled beneath Jack on white sheets was a young Haitian woman named Juanita. She was as naked as the beach, arms and legs outstretched in a willing, almost. It’s so big. Your poor little spinkter is stretched to its max. It hurts but it feels so good. You thrust yourself back on him as you both moan together. He grips you around your waist and begins to pump deeper and deeper. Your legs are shaking with the pleasure of this full feeling in your ass. You rub your clit as he continues to thrusting in and out. Your juices are now flowing as you are about to climax. “You are such a fucking whore.” He tells you. You can’t get the words out of. I didn't know what else to do, so I started pulling her panties down. "Do you trust me?" "No" She stood up and fixed her panties back in place, and then sat back down.Now it was Rachel's turn again. This time she picked me and put her hand right inside my pants and under my underpants and started playing with me."Do you trust me?" "Yes" Then she pulled my cock right out of my pants and started beating me off. "Do you trust me?" "Yes" As I said it, my dick erupted two quick, powerful squirts,. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see your hands nervously flattening your skirt over your thighs. You’re hoping that nobody notices your embarrassingly pale complexion. I smile at the thought.I don’t care if anybody notices the sizable bulge in my pants. They wouldn’t do anything about it, anyway. But the mere thought of getting caught sends you into fits of panic.I lead you towards the lengthy escalator. It is ancient, narrow, and operates slowly compared to the brand-new additions located.