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My conscience strikes me so I said quite nervous, "Okay, but... how?"
I am wondering of how am I going to position myself.
"Just..." he looks at me. "I'll close my eyes."
"I don't trust you," I immediately responded.
He then bent his body and with his full force, he ripped the hem of my dress. What the f*ck! "What is your problem fool?" I retorted.
"Blind fold me," he hands the piece of cloth on me.
I glared at him and tied the cloth around his head fully blocking his sight. I knotted it tightly. I just want to make sure that he's not going to see me naked under.
"Aww baby! Why so tight?" he growled.
"You are pervert so you can't blame me," I said as I turn him around.
I then ordered him, "Lie down on the sand and don't you ever ever move your leg. No contact okay? If your skin touched my pussy, I will crash your balls. I am holding a large rock so beware."
"Yes, promise, just save my life now because it hurts so bad."
I then pulled up my dress and heaved down my panties. Gosh, this is so awkwardly disgusting. I positioned myself above his right leg and carefully seated avoiding physical contact.
"Don't move your leg or foot fool," I warned him.
"Okay, just please pee."
"Wait," I said as I lock his leg on the sand with my hand. I then disperse my urine on his infected leg.
"Baby, it feels so good, umf, ohhhh," he moans. "Love it," he mumbled as he bites his lip.
"Shut your f*cking perverted mouth fool. It's done but don't remove the blindfold yet," I told him as I stood and pull up my panties.
He waited for seconds and then I removed the cloth around his head.
"That was hot!" he expressed. "Thank you babe but still it hurts."
"Let's eat, you need energy for better immune system," I said. I was about to walk away but he needs my assistance. I helped him walk towards the shelter.
I checked the fish and thankfully it's not burnt. We shared the fish and it's obvious in his expression how painful it is to endure a jellyfish sting. I pity him or okay I admit, I worry about him so I offered him, "Do you want a massage?"
He pulled off a smile and shook his head, "I am okay."
"You are not. Look, I don't want to be blamed if the rescuers found me with a dead man. I don't want to be in jail so please tell me how can I help you to ease the pain that you are feeling?"
"Just be there and I'll be okay... or... hmm... can you strip for me?"
I spat a laugh, "You're still naughty. No, there's no way I am going to strip in front of you. Don't you really want a massage?"
