I feel a lite touch on my neck and feel my hairlifted,as if being felt and played with,being down pastmy ass I had swept it over the rock to hang and ...dry. A slight tug at my head and I know something has itand is pulling on it.I lay very still and don't move, notknowing what it may be.A touch at my neck again...down my back...over the checks of my ass...downmy leg and to my foot.I feel something warm but weton the bottom of my foot...from my heel to my archto my toes,down and then back up and. Patrick would arrive two days later with Lucy. Cynthia was immediately on guard at this sudden change.Patrick and Lucy arrived. Robert answered the door, naked and showed the visitors out onto the terrace where they were met by three naked women. Patrick flustered and blustered, nakedness was not his thing, though he seemed to have no problem staring at Rosalind’s body. Lucy was unsure about everything but she had an eye on Robert’s body. Cynthia was by now very fit and muscled without being. I leaned foward and rode him reverse. I rocked back and forth, both moaning and quivering. He grasped my hips and controlled the speed. I looked back and his head was back and his eyes were closed. At that point I was nothing but his cock whore, something just for his pleasure. It turned me on even more, I twisted and hungrily sought his cock with my mouth. Like always I wished I could take him down my throat. It would drive him crazy. He could hear sft slurping sounds as I sucked him. “Mmmmm.. It stayed dry for most of the next several days and even when it did rain, it wasn't very heavy. They built a small shelter for the fire on the edge of their own, and somehow managed to keep it burning. They were still praying for rescue every day, but life on the island became much more tolerable.Their days turned into a certain routine. They would wake up and wash up at the waterfall. After, they would have breakfast of grapes and maybe a coconut if they found one. Later, they would fix the.