365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
You or me first?
I unconsciously reached out to touch her...
Uhhh! Patricia screamed and immediately got up from my body, then crawled back a few steps.
At this moment, of course I also understood where this warm liquid came from, I was a little awkward and just laughed, assuming like nothing had happened.
“Come go, soon it will rain heavily.” I got up and broke a limb for Patricia to walk.
The two of us continued walking towards the depths of the island and passed through the small forest, but what appeared in front there was a cliff.
“What we should do!” crying Patricia.
"Where if we go back to the beach and wait there, maybe the rescue team will arrive in a few days, that way we can be saved, right..." Patricia looked at me expectantly, hoping to get some news from me.
I let out a long sigh, "The storm is coming, quickly find a place to shelter from the rain, otherwise we will die before the rescue team comes."
After hearing what I said, Patricia looked a little disappointed.
I didn't care what he thought, and looked for a place around the cliff to shelter.
Finally, under the cliff, we found a cave.
However, this cave is rather tall, about two meters, so it is necessary to climb.
“You or I used to climb?” I threw some coconuts in it and saw Patricia.
Patricia hesitated for a moment, "I'll climb first, at least if I fall, there's still you below holding it."
He walked in front, carefully grasped the protruding stone with his hands, and set foot on it.
I followed from behind, and as soon as I looked up, I could see clearly visible black stockings.
Moreover, the clothes worn by Patricia are still not dry, and a little translucent, so that **********black is visible.
My nose got hot, and it was almost a nosebleed.
After a while, Patricia and I arrived at Goa. Goa was half the size of a basketball court, but it was enough for both of us.
(Loud lightning noise)
“You are afraid of lightning?” I gathered the straw and twigs I took from the forest. Then look for two stones and swipe them together firmly, hoping to produce a spark.
“I'm afraid of lightning!” Patricia said, and suddenly shouted, “Insect!”
He jumped on the ground, but did not dare to get rid of the insect.
"Say, quickly help me get rid of the insect, I'm afraid..." Patricia looked at me with tears.
I looked up and saw a spider crawling on his body. The spider was on his collarbone, crawling forward towards the cleavage.
Patricia was so scared that she dared not move, she looked at me pleading.
I saw two plump breasts protruding, making my throat dry, "Then I..."
I hit him slowly, deliberately slowing down, and when the spider had entered, I reached out to enter his cleavage……
Patricia knew clearly my intentions, but because she was so afraid of insects, she chose to close her eyes and let my hand in.
Patricia looked at him with a peek, her face pale, "Expuse me quickly."
“Iya, yes.” I nodded, then put my hand into her cleavage, and felt a tantalizing sensation of suppleness.
These are the breasts of a famous artist... Not everyone can touch it!
“Quick catch that spider!” Patricia said with a slight annoyance.
"It." I immediately took out my hand and placed the spider in front of him.
“Ah!” Patricia shouted again, and immediately hugged me.
I chuckled, threw away and let go of the spider.
I have to thank you, little spider.
After that, I tried hard for half an hour more, until finally sparks appeared and immediately lit a haystack.
I thought for a moment, then stood up, put my hands on my belt, and opened my pants…