Trysta can then pretend there is an urgent mission and sail away under cover of darkness."And thus our plan was formed.That same hour, we dispatched t...e fast nimble whaler towards the Island on the pretext of garnishing what information we could. After dark, the whaler returned with a prepared story about Trysta's old friends on the island being in danger. Trysta pretended that there was no time to waste and she made a big show of preparing to rescue her friends from the island. Of course,. Then she moved closer and her hands slid around over my hips and up my stomach to lightly cup my breasts. "Mmmm, you are indeed a glorious creature!" she whispered, "Such a perfect, firm young body, just like I had when I was modeling!" But you're still incredibly beautiful and have a fantastic body!" I whispered back."Well I do try to keep in shape," she said quietly as if to herself, "And I do appreciate a beautiful body, mine or anyone elses..."She was still lightly caressing my breasts and. “I’m neither. I can ‘read’ men very well which helps me a lot in bed. I’d noticed your sustained interest in me so I checked you out with the host who was one of the last men I screwed. He vouched for you so I gave you the opportunity to talk with me. And the rest is history, as they say.”“So you picked ME up, instead of the other way around?”“You might say that ... I also didn’t want to get a room alone,” she grinned.She asked where I lived and I explained that I was a “live aboard” on a. Beautiful sand dunes dotted with couples doing what nature intended, 'Fucking', but with the added spice ingredient, other men watching, and waiting, hoping and praying, their juices stirred by the copulating female, warmed by the Sun, excited by the cock, for their turn to plant their seed into her belly, mouth, and anal canal.I used to come here as a girl and see the men do it, and when my parents allowed me to wander I would see men shoot their semen as I walked slowly past them, smiling and.