I flirted back but didn’t send any pictures to him, mostly because my phone couldn’t, also because I didn’t need to. I could just have him. He w...nted to convince me, I guess, that I wanted him, so he sent a picture of himself holding his erection. With that, I was done; I needed his length inside me. He was at least seven inches. I decided to tell him I wanted to try anal. He was excited to hear that. We made plans to go to the river one day. I wore my bikini, which is yellow with black leopard. My stomach was rumbling, so I made myself a sandwich and opened a beer, sitting on the afterdeck in the sunshine. I was uncomfortable. I didn't want Del to be unhappy. I certainly didn't want to be the cause of it. I also didn't like the idea that I didn't know where she had gone. There was no note on the galley counter that we would usually leave if one or the other of us stepped away.I could hear music and I worked out that it was coming from the women's boat. I could see a couple more women. Her milk! What wonderful creatures those islander women were! I squeezed a bit more and the liquid ran over my hand, which I then licked off. In silence I enjoyed her slow motions and I put my hands on her hips, pushing her down on my cock. My mind drifted back to yesterday. Pharomé, Makii, the ‘Milton Twins’, the queen, again Pharomé, Sheely….except for these few very beautiful women I have not seen anybody on the island. No kids, no men, no old women. While Makii was riding my cock, my eyes. Mark Worthington tells me that all somebody has to hear is that I have billions in networth and suddenly everyone thinks I have millions lying around my home in loose change. I hope you all know that’s not the case. I grew up and still live relatively modestly. I do have a few expensive toys such as the jet and some art, but otherwise I live like the rest of you.“I have been interviewed by the police and asked about my enemies and such. I can’t think of any specific individual or group that is.