“John, I have something to tell you. You have been wonderful to me and I want to be honest with you as well,” she started.“What is it Taylor?”...he said.“Well, when I tell you, promise you won’t freak out or anything,” she said. She sat up and turned to look at him. “I really like you and I don’t want you to be mad or scared or anything.”“Okay, now you are starting to worry me. What is it Taylor?” he said, concerned now.“I… um… kinda lied to you a little bit tonight. Well, partly lied and partly. I would go down her thighs and back up, coming ever so close to her her vulva but never touching it. Down the thighs and back up again. I asked her if she was turned on and she whispered yes as she started to breathe heavier.I continued up across her panties and onto her back, sliding to the sides coming so close to the side of her breasts, always stopping short of touching them. She was starting to get visibly flush now and her mouth opens as her breath gets more shaky. I ask if I can take off. Low Island was aimed north-east by south-west with one hundred and forty plus acres. The east side was the ocean side. It had a cliff with a steep drop off of several thousand feet - almost straight down - according to the ocean charts.The lee or western side had a sloped sandy beach that stretched several hundred yards before reaching a depth of less than one hundred feet at its deepest before climbing to shallows waters on the south side of Deep water Cay.We crossed the two miles in no time. Your hand is stroking its way down my body. It sends a shiver through me. You pull my top down and flip out one of my tits from my bra and then you kiss it gently, then start nibbling and sucking hard on my nipple. I let out a moan, it feels so good. Your hand slides up my skirt, you're stroking my wet pussy through my thong, then you pull it to one side and slip two fingers inside me. "I love it when your wet,” you whisper. "Hmmm, me too," I giggle. Your fingers are circling around inside me..