I knew he wanted to wear his date clothes as soon aspossible. This time, he had all of his things so I let him get cleaned upand dressed without any h...lp. But as before he came out with his dress onto be zipped up. He asked Mom if he could borrow her slippers again, butwas shocked when she said no. The crestfallen look on his facedisappeared when she told him to look in the small bag by her purse inthe living room. He hurried to it and I heard a joyful squeal and thenthe sounds of shoes on our. Whatever his moral shortcomings, Daniel Sherman was a survivor, and survive he would!At first glance the island looked deserted, but he thought he heard voices, moans and squeals actually. But he was too exhausted to lift his head out of the water for a better look or to listen more carefully, and was about to give up when he felt sand in his hands and dragged himself up onto the beach. He passed out before he realized that he was only twenty yards from a beautiful couple who were making love. He spanks me once again. I feel his hard dick up against my cheeks. Pushing up against my hole, pushing in my hole, then it was in. We both moaned. He starts slowly fucking my ass and the painful pleasure hits me. I turn around and he leans over and kisses me. He increases his rythm and starts fucking me harder. He places one hand on my shoulder and one hand pulling my hair. He increases his rythm once again, he lets my hair go and reaches around and starts playing with my hard cock. “You like. “Yes Bill... Fuck me! Cum IN ME!” I reach inside my pocket and find the note Marcia gave to me. “If you really want to talk, I’ll be available at The Breakfast Bar in the morning around nine o’clock. Dinner is on me.” I walk out and down the stairs to the pool area. I look at the stars and listen to the silence, as I cross over to the other side to catch the elevator to seven. I walk down the passageway and listen to the different sounds of moaning coming from the rooms. I stop at Yvonne’s.