When my eyes met hers I saw that she was watching me look between her legs. "Uh... uh... let's start with this one," I stuttered, quickly pulling a bo...ok from the shelf. It wasn't the one that I had been looking for but I wanted to get out of the deserted isle.When I returned to the table, I could feel sweat beading on my brow. I sat down and opened the book. Molly leaned close, her breast grazing my arm. I nervously cleared my throat and began to go though some of the material.Molly acted like. I NEVER KNEW CUM WOULD FEEL THAT GOOD INSIDE OF ME." "Wait till you taste it," Marty responds.Lorraine winks at Marty, "That's not a bad idea." Lorraine begins rubbing her fingers into her cum soaked pussy, feeling her hands soaked in cum she inserts one finger into her mouth tasting her son's cum."How is it?" Marty asks. "Mmmmmmmmmm," Lorraine moans inserting her other fingers into her mouth swallowing the remainder of Marty's load.Marty reaches over to Lorraine and begins kissing her. Their nakedness was mind-blowing and I could not withstand any more without exploding. I just wanted to penetrate their pussies like a first-time lover. Long, deep and hard, and eagerly fill their bodies with my over supply of love juices which had been increasing throughout the day. My cock throbbed. Pre-cum flowed freely. My balls tightened into my sack. I drooled at the thought of licking and sucking on their mouth-watering pussies. I really could not hold back any longer. Little did I know. No, that's not right. The problem is that everybody's sure which alternative is the real deal, they just can't agree.It's like the old joke:St. Peter is standing at the gates of heaven sorting the recently deceased."John Smith, Baptist, you're in. Please go to room 321, but be very quiet going by 317."Jenny Taylor, Jew, you're in. Please go to room 324, but be very quiet going by 317."Carl Reed, agnostic, you're in. Please go to room 342, but be very quiet going by 317."Excuse me St. Peter,".