I'm willing to be wrong about this one." I don't even know where Sanibel Island is," I said. "Is it in the Florida Keys, somewhere? A private island?"...No, Zeus," said Io. "It's a resort island off the west coast of Florida, at the mouth of the Caloosahatchee River. A very upscale island – half private homes, half is the Ding Darling National Wildlife Refuge. Serenity Lane borders on the Refuge. This may be significant, there is a home on Serenity Lane owned by a Vander family. That is the name. ”“She loves you.”With wave crests boiling into a froth of white over steel gray, surf crashed with some force into the near khaki-coloured sand. The darkness of the wet sand showed the extent of its advance onto the land before the weight of water backed into the advance of the next wave, which blocked its return to the ocean.“She has a funny way of showing it.”The gulls fled from the charging water but chased the backwash to the sea.“Kenny, that isn’t fair.”I let my photocopy drop in my lap.. As he pushed his finger in he could feel the dog knot throbbing and the desire to feel that against his cock was intense. Placing the tip at Deepti’s anal star he pushed as hard as he could but couldn’t penetrate. “Really hard Sir,” Deepti shouted and then that dissolved into a guttural moan of pleasure as Craig thrust and finally entered her ass. The feeling was incredible for Craig, his cock felt like it was trapped in a warm clamp and as he increased the weight and sank deeper, he could feel. There! A human that already had one drink too many, and was half-asleep. He didn’t have any companions with him, and just needed a little more encouragement to drink more.“Hey, mind if I join you?” Vennoa said. Without waiting for a reply, she sat on the stool opposite the human.“Huh? Wha— sure,” the human replied. From the slurring of his speech, Vennoa was certain she had found the right target.Vennoa locked eyes with Miri, the barmaid of this tavern, and nodded slightly. Miri quickly walked.