"Okay then," says one of the bolder girls. "We'll play 'Truth or Dare, Island Style.' The rules are simple: for every question you answer truthfully or dare you complete successfully, you get to touch a different girl somewhere on her body."

The other girls squeal in delight, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation. Andrea feels his heart racing as he looks around at the beautiful faces before him, imagining all the places he'll be able to touch them tonight.

As the night wears on, the game progresses into a frenzied race against time. The girls dance, sing, flirt, and tease each other mercilessly. The atmosphere is electric, filled with lust and desire that seems to fuel every move they make and every desire they experience.

Finally, it's time for Jennifer to make her final choice. She looks over at Andrea and smiles shyly up at him.

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As Olivia continues to pleasure Jess, her mind begins to wander, fantasizing about all the ways she could make him feel even better. She thinks about how much fun it would be to have him inside her, and as her thoughts race, so too does her desire grow. With one swift motion, she stands up and pushes him down onto his back, straddling his hips as she guides his hardened length toward her wet center.

Olivia moans as she feels him fill her, his cock stretching her tight entrance in the most exquisite way. She begins to rock her hips back and forth, meeting his thrusts with equal force as they both lose themselves in the sensation of being joined together. Her breasts bounce freely, nipples erect and achingly hard beneath Jess' hungry gaze.

Jennifer glances around, unsure of how the other girls will react to the idea. She's never been one to encourage inappropriate behavior, but she can feel the heat pressing down on her shoulders and envying Steve his ability to strip off layers. "Um... I guess that's alright," she finally says, a hint of nervousness in her voice. The other girls exchange glances once more, some looking excited at the prospect while others seem hesitant or even uncomfortable with it.

The other girls watch as Steve strips off his shirt, revealing an impressive physique. Their eyes widen in surprise and admiration, and a few giggles escape their lips. Jennifer clears her throat, trying to regain control of the situation. "Okay then," she says firmly, glancing around at the group. "Emily, why don't you start digging that hole? And someone find more stones for us... I'm sure we can find enough nearby."

Jennifer gestures toward an empty spot on a log near the fire. "There you go. Make yourself comfortable, and I'll bring over some bowls for our stew." As Jennifer bustles around, preparing their meal, Layton takes a seat, settling into the familiar rhythm of village life. The warmth of the flames and the gentle chatter of the evening ease any lingering tension, allowing him to relax and simply enjoy the company.

"So," Jennifer begins once they're both seated with steaming bowls in hand, "how's life at your base been treating you? Any new developments or challenges?"

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