Despite the heat and humidity, there is a delicious magical hour or so before dawn. Sure, it's going to be horrible later, but in those early moments ...ot only is everything still, but the warm air is comforting. Arousing, too. You can feel the night coming to an end, even as everything pauses.It is the perfect moment of the day.On that day, the perfect moment came around 4:30 a.m. It was a Friday in August. Dawn still a long way off, but it was just starting to get a little less dark. I rolled. I lined her up and rushed her, grabbing her around her waist with one hand and the top of her collar with the other."Listen hear, do what I say and you get to live. I said into her ear and she instantly started struggling. Tightening my grip on her I started pulling at her shirt and heard the fabric ripping. She tried to kick me and I tossed her onto the ground and started ripping at her shirt. She was grunting and trying to push me away. I tore her shirt exposing her white sports bra and she. This two week vacation was a dream come true, a fantasy realized, on Isla de la Paz Hermosa, a small island in the midst of an emerald sea. It was not a resort in the traditional sense. The decor was serene. The fabric and paint were a light, tone-on-tone brightness. The wood of the furniture was dark and rich. Upholstery invited one to rest in loving and cushioned embrace. There were no televisions, but a library of sorts filled the walls of one long hallway. The music in the bar each evening. She rolled her eyes. Under her own skirt, I could see her dick hanging out. My cock pulsed. “Cara! Put that away!” Her own tank top had risen above her DD sized breasts, and her nipples were hard under her top. Cum poured out of my dick once again, seeing her this way. My breath became heavier, and I couldn’t stop cumming. My eyes were closed, so when I opened them, I didn’t realize that Jane was standing above me. I could see her cock hardening under her skirt, and her nipples erect under her.