Neither one had baited their hook before and had got totally grossed out by the idea. Jessie wasn’t fighting nearly as hard and started getting that sleepy, sexy, look on her face with her eyelids drooping. Things were looking pretty good on the island. I took a breath, listed every cuss word I knew, made eye contact with the pig, and then took another shot. JoanI looked like she was going to say something and ended up with “nothing”. “Stop or I’m going to HURT you”, as Jessie finally slipped a headlock on her. You would really let me fuck him whenever I wanted?”
“No, not whenever you want, but on occasion when you can’t control yourself and you can get him to agree…”
The next thing that happened was JoanI moving faster then I had ever seen her move before and Jessie was the one trying to cover up.