Jenny pulled a photo album from her suitcase. She told me she and Kelly put together pictures of the house so they could show Jenny’s and Rob’s pa...ents where they lived. I flipped through the album. Many of the photos looked like they could be published in a magazine. It was obvious the girls spent time taking them.“This is great,” I said. “We should keep adding to it.”We left the room, went down to the lobby, and asked for the car. The valet called Vince to make sure it was okay for us to take. Of course I also had to be careful too. I had never actually seen his cock but all instances of seeing him in any erotic pose left a photographic imprint on my mind.Such as:Working in his shorts in the garden and when he took a breather, seeing up his legs to the white liner covering his balls.See him in his tight jeans with the promise of a sizeable box between his legsListening while he told me stories of his early sex life with Marion and how he could cum three times on the trot.Glancing. Behind me was the start of a tropical jungle. It was full of tall green flourishing trees. I was now becoming increasingly more worried and confused. My mind was filled with questions. Where am I? How did I get here? Will I ever get home? Was there anyone else here? Was I alone? Stranded? And also... Why was I now wearing nothing but a thin white cloth around my lower region? I stood up and started to wander the wide beach of the island, hoping to find some sign of civilisation, a source of. We took most of their available suites, including their most elegant, for ourselves. Rebecca and Colleen LOVED the way the Riverton pampered them. They luxuriated in the old world style of customer service, and more than once remarked on how easy it would be to get used to such over the top care.My time was mostly taken up with Jennifer. As soon as we arrived, Sherrie rolled Jennifer's chair down the hall to our suite. Her eyes shined like the stars, as she hugged me, pulled me down to her.