He bit his lips and fought back tears. This man was a far cry from the gentle teacher he had known these past few years. This was the man in the photo...who was fucking him, the one covered in sweat and cum and glaring sexily at the camera. An entirely different b**st. A primal, carnal, b**st. A man in the throes of fucking, what men were designed to do.Robert was born to fuck. He thrust and gyrated his hips in perfect rhythm, slowing when his partner squirmed too much, ramming when he relaxed.. As her master begins to straddle her chest she signals her ulterior intentions, first by pressing her magnificent large breasts together, then subtle eye glances between his manhood and her voluptuous breasts. She yearned for her master to rub his manhood through her breasts, enthralling him to release all over her body. Her master, taking note of the hint, continued to approach her mouth. As the tip of his manhood nears her succulent lips she intuitively pushes out her tongue, and keeps her. I started to worry about what if mother woke up. I nearly talked my self out of it when he knocked on the door. I was nervous and excited. I slowly opened the door to see who it was. Opening the door, he stepped in quickly and locking the door. Turning he hugged me tight. You feel so good, he said softly. Going to the bed he said, let me get a look at you. As he sat I stood in front of him. He ran his hands up my stomach to my chest, then down my sides. Holding my hips, he turned me around.. I was back on that damn beach again, and this time I was hurt on top of everything. Each time I walked up to fetch more stuff for my signal fire my chest pained me, and it limited how much I could carry back. And each time I was a little slower than the time before, every footstep was coming to be an effort.Worst of all, I realized that I had to have a coconut to top the fire off before I could light it. A coconut? What can I say, it was a dream. But there was only one coconut in sight, it was.