She took a deep breath, recognising a hint of nervousness fluttering in her stomach, then smiled to herself and visualised what might come through the...hole. With a gentle finger she traced the outline of the hole, feeling the tape that had been used to keep the portal edges smooth and comfortable, eyeing the three words she had become so familiar with. Suck it up.“Yes sir,” she whispered to herself. Just then, there came an elevated pulse of music as the bathroom door opened, with footsteps. "I know I probably shouldn't ask this, but is this thing safe?" I did smile."Yes it is. It was the mail boat for years. It went from island to island with mail and supplies ordered through the ships mail service. Anything, right down to a live chicken, can be ordered through the mail service for the islands. I never did understand, if it was a government or a private service. All I am sure of is they call it the island mail boat. At least they did before they bought a new one. This one is now. Her shampoo, which I'm sure was some sort of coconut, was drifting through the air. Her thick red hair tangled in my fingers, I nibbled on her ear, and brought my other hand up to her breast.I had reached up under her thin black shirt, moving my hand up her slender frame, then reached under her tight fitting bra. I had kept that her mother could wake in at any moment on my mind, and moved the blanket up to her neck, which had beads of sweat on it.Taking my hand from her breast, she guided my. My cock began to pulse, and I shot waves of semen onto her face, onto the bridge of her nose, onto her chin, onto her lips, and even some went into her mouth and landed on her outstretched tongue."Ah!" she squeeled and giggled as I blew my load onto her pretty face. She swallowed what had landed in her mouth and opened her eyes to look up at me."Wow! That was a fuck ton!" she said excitedly."Shhh!" A door above us opened and I heard my roommates' voices again.As they started down the stairs,.