"I hesitated and gulped as the butterflies entered my stomach and thetrimming and curling began. Since my hair had grown a bit long and wascurling up,... Brittany was gushing about what a "lucky girl" I was to havesuch naturally curly hair that "women would kill for".While Ms. Brittany finished up my hair, another younger girl worked on myface, giving me a facial with some light makeup she said matched my"seasons", whatever that meant.(I was thankful that they didn't have to pierce my ears,. By the way, there will be no rain unless you specifically want it or the island really needs it. In fact, you can ask for any climate you prefer at any given time and eventually you will be able to adjust it yourself."Oh, one more thing. This is not paradise. By that I mean that you might wish for things that I will have to decline, nor will I be able to attend to you all the time. We will have to work out some kind of schedule. You should store basic groceries and drinks for the times I will. Little did I know what that opportunity would be..The first few days she was gone, I hardly even saw Stephanie or Jason. Really they were only there during the night. I spent most of my time hanging out with Ryan, my step dad, but even he kept to himself for the most part. I started noticing that I was waking up with weird stains in my bed, some of them even wet. Really Jason? I thought. You don’t have to wait until Im sleeping to come jerk off, wake me up and FUCK ME.That night, I decided to. 5 impaled her, and stopped. I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed her again.“Missionary, are you feeling alright?” She teased again.“Tell you what,” I returned, “you can spend the rest of the day hogtied, double stuffed and buried in Sarah’s pussy…when you’re not sucking me off that is. Sound good?”She laughed again, the moaned as I slowly thrusted in and out. “No, I wanted to talk…so did you, don’t lie, and I figured this would be a nice comfortable setting.”“Oh god,” she moaned as.