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My girls all docked too. But I didn’t want to leave my vibrating jet ski just yet.
“I’m so sorry, Teddybear. You know I would never hurt your beautiful package. Want me to blow you to help ease the pain?” It may have looked like I was being generous, but it was purely selfish. This jet ski had me soaking wet and desperately in need of a good cock. And apparently my girls felt the same way.
“I’ll help blow you too,” offered Esme.
“Yeah,” said Zoraida. “Or you can fuck me if you prefer.”
“Why you offer him blowjob?” asked Slavanka. “He lose race, so he give blowjob to stranger, yes?”
“No,” said Teddybear.
“No you don’t want us to blow you?” I asked. “Or no you aren’t going to give a blowjob to a stranger?”
“I’ll take a raincheck on the blowjobs. And I definitely won’t be giving any strangers a blowjob. Because I didn’t lose. I may have been the last one to the cove, but I stepped foot on the island first.”
“Huh,” I said, looking down at the jet ski I was still riding. “I’m still not on the island. And all of you are. Does that mean I lost?”
“Yup,” said Teddybear.
Damn right it does.That had been my plan all along. It was the perfect outcome. Everyone knew that I won and was clearly the best, but I still got the reward of getting to blow a stranger.
“I lose too,” said Slavanka. “Only first win. Everyone else loser.”
Esme nodded. “I think that’s the correct interpretation. Guess we all have to blow a stranger.”
“Oh darn,” said Zoraida in the most sarcastic voice possible. “What a shame.”
I smiled at my girls. “I love you horny bitches. It’s an honor to be on this mission with you.”
“Speaking of this mission,” said Ghostie into the comms. “Let’s get moving. The boat from the mainland is landing in less than fifteen minutes.”
“Roger that,” said Teddybear. “Moving into position now. Over.” He pulled the Odegaard boxes off his jet ski and we all headed off into the jungle towards the villa.
Auction Me - Chapter 6 – Goddess Time
Sunday – September 22, 2013
“Virus uploaded to island security terminal,” said Teddybear into the comms.
“Confirmed,” replied Ghostie.
“Does that mean you can see me?” I asked, sliding the strap of my togakini down my arm to expose my breasts to the security camera.
“Yes.”
“But I’m not dressed yet, you naughty boy.” I bent over to adjust my black and white striped shoes.
Ghostie grunted.
“Do you like what you see?”
“It’s okay.”
“Excuse me? In what way is this outfit just okay?” Was Ghostie blind? This outfit was a freaking masterpiece!
“I didn’t mean the outfit. I meant the disguise. I really think you should wear sunglasses.”
“Sweet, simple Ghostie. When was the last time you saw a Roman goddess depicted with sunglasses? I mean, of course I could pull it off. But it’s simply not necessary. If the guardssuspect us, they’ll be looking for the world’s hottest blonde. Which I usually am. But not today.” I reached up and adjusted the laurel wreath crown over my black wig.
