Finally though, he said, ‘Let’s continue this inside somewhere. I’m roasting.’ His skin wasn’t used to this kind of exposure and he didn’t... want to risk a painful sunburn. He wanted to be free to enjoy rubbing any part of his body on hers, not just the parts hidden from the sun. They stopped in the room only long enough to pick up wallets and car keys and drop off the beach stuff. Doug wondered about changing clothes but Cassie informed him that here on the island, flip-flops and a towel were. Humans are social creatures, and I am no exception. It would feel good to have friends again, a group that would welcome me and accept me, even in the face of everything that had happened. These people would welcome me wholeheartedly if I let them. Then, one encouraging step at a time, they would convince me to become Victor’s plaything entirely. Mind, body, and spirit. There was no support to be had here, not if I wanted to remain myself. They would see me reduced to Victor’s unthinking love. He looked up again at her as she pleasured him with her sexy tits and mouth, enjoying the sensation of her soft hair caressing and tickling his tummy as she licked the cock head between her tits. He reached down and gently pulled her up towards him. She slowly slid up his belly, her nipples rubbing his tummy as she kissed her way to his chest, taking the time to lick, kiss and tease each of his nipples. Meeting his mouth with her own she slid her legs over his to straddle him. His hot cock. She was larger-framed, not fat by any means mind you, but curvier than her peers by a large margin; this meant wide hips, large breasts, and shapely legs. She was also quite tall. Picture Christina Hendricks when she was younger but not that busty, I'd say 34 or 36D; nice and big but not overtly gargantuan. Like Christina, she also had fiery red hair and a decent face. She never wore makeup but she had rosey lips and eyes reminiscent of women long past in renaissance paintings. Now of course.