Then again, at least it wasn’t some strange stalker lurking in the shadows, and she had to admit he was good looking… She shook her head, conflict...d and obviously in a fragile state of mind as she fought the understandable emotional trauma of a rape victim and the extreme turn on that she discovered she had from last night… Surprising herself, she made a split second decision and pretended that she didn’t realize that Ty was the culprit, instead placing the blame for her look on a conveniently. I moan softly as it brushes against my clit. You guide the tip to my vagina, and I hold my breath as you push yourself into me. I let out a long sigh as you fill me up, pushing deep into me. You pull out until only your head is inside me before pushing hard into me again. I moan your name as you move, your dick filling every desire in me as the walls of my vagina memorize the feeling of your shaft pumping back and forth. My mouth hangs open and I squeeze my breasts, playing with my hard. Then you can easily hold yourself in position by putting your bare feet against the trunk and leaning back against the rope. You climb the tree by sliding the rope up the trunk in quick little twists as you take small steps. Just don't look down, anddon't do it on a windy day. I made it to the top of the tree and managed to hack off several ripe coconuts with the knife conveniently supplied in our lifeboat. Then I took a moment to enjoy the view and get my bearings. Shading my eyes against the. Though it's cold, my skin's burning. My heart hammers in my chest.A low, mellifluous voice startles me. "What have we here?"A woman who's starting to regret this, I want to say. I begin to turn toward the voice."Don't move!" the voice commands. I stop dead in my tracks."Naughty little slave," a second voice sneers.Naughty little slave? Oh, yeah. My heart begins to pump again. This could work. But I nearly jump out of my skin when warm flesh touches me."We will punish you," the first voice.