There was also a marina, which might have been a better bet than anchoring 'round the corner'. Of course, being a little out of the way had its advant...ages, too.Not able to use Serendipity. We took the ferry to Hoy, a half-hour trip, taking bags with us; we found a most congenial B. & B., the proprietress, Mrs. Kilpatrick, looked after us very well. I'm not going to describe the week we spent there, except to say Hoy has the Lyness Royal Naval Cemetery where Grace found her grandfather's grave. She reached up with her eyes closed and took me in her mouth for the first time ever.the felling was so intense I start rocking my hips and grab her hair and start fucking my wife mouth and all at once I cum hard and tell her to swallow it. She did every drop and then just sat there.I feel guilty she clearly did not like it and she just sat there looking down at her lap not saying anything.she was like a robot just doing what ever I said. Then it came to me. Tina you like sex with me and really. ..and both of us were so sweaty it looked like we had ran a marathon....we got out of the tent naked... so that we could dry out and we hugged and kissed as we aired ourselves out....she got into her clothes and after a final kiss crept into her tent....i got my sleeping bag out to air it and slept on my blanket in my tent....It must have been very early in the morning , when i heard sobbing and i was so out of it with the experience of the night, that i couldnt understand what was. " Nicole shivered. I do love your eyes on me, baby.Yeah, Sandy thought. I know what you mean, Nicole. His eyes sorta eat you up. His eyes on me give me goose bumps sometimes.They make my pussy wet, Nicole said silently. Look, Sandy. His pants are startin' ta tent up.Just before they pounced, I groaned - happily.After taking a quick tour of the six island hotels listed in Forbes and visiting the island properties off the coast of Belize, we purchased both islands. Butterfly Caye became our home.