The trip was peaceful. She was the only passenger on the small plane and she slept the entire flight. She woke up just in time to see the perfect ring...of coral that makes up the islet from the sky. The deep blue sea seems to be trying to swallow it up with its breakers covered in white foam. Inside, the lagoon is decorated with striking contrasts between blue and green.As the plane descends to a small airstrip between the trees, the clean air of distant winds, so unlike the pollution of. Her hands pushed on his knees, trying to fight his pull, yet unwittingly helping him keep her body in proper alignment. Thick purple bulbous head pressed, whitening at the point of contact. Her tight ring was both a gateway and obstacle to his intended invasion. His lips curled in a snarl, biceps bulged and pectoral muscles strained. He leaned backwards to push his hips forward. His shaft bent from the mounting pressure, bending like a tightly strung bow. The thick pink ring began to give. I took several ibuprofen and gave myself the enema one hour before Mike's arrival. I put my homemade ass-less chaps from an old pair of jeans..since Mike waned to see me in them. Mike arrived just after 9. He was very happy to see me wearing them. We shook hands and he came in. My heart was beating fast and I could barely contain myself. Mike pulled out a digital camera from his pocket and asked to take pictures. I modeled for him for a few pictures. Mike had me take off the chaps and he got. Makeup was handled by a friend of mine who came in an amazing corset that almost sent the little men in my head into meltdown. So all brainpower was funneled to looking vaguely up and not down onto the boobs followed by face into boobs.It was a heroic effort and I deserved a medal.With my outfit set, my make up applied darkness set I set out with my corseted friend, my bff’s first time out to the fetish, who had gone all out with a mock necrophilia look, and me, reasonably realistic girl.They.