It was the sari I’d been wearing the day I fell overboard from the ship and she’d swum me to the island. She held it out to me and gestured that I... should wrap it about myself. In puzzlement I did as I was told but it felt incredibly odd after all this time to cover my nakedness. The next thing she gave me was valuable for it was a string of beautiful pearls that she’d drilled and threaded onto some old fishing line. She insisted upon tying this about me neck. There was some purpose in this gift. I make no objection when I feel you reach for my buttons and release my stiff cock from within my tight grey boxer shorts before taking me in your mouth and feeling me swell in response. Your tongue darts out to taste the sticky, clear pre-cum on the tip and you feel me raise my hips in response. As you are sucking me still bent over my leg I slide my hand back down between your legs from behind as you, slowly sliding my finger into your pussy. Gently massaging around inside you as another. I started kissing her and took of her bra. Her boobs were really mindblowing. She was moaning while I sucked and fondled her big boobs and it felt like heaven.I have always been a boobs man and those boobs were really awesome. I kissed , touched , sucked her upper body and back for about 15-20 mins. She then started sliding her hand on my dick. I quickly took my pants and boxer off and she started to suck my dick. My god she was so good at it. It was an awesome blowjob. I almost came when she. Today I remain fiercely independent and I am financially comfortable and able to support my champagne lifestyle. But it wasn't alwaysthis way. Perhaps that was what attracted me to Rene. The night I met him it was obvious that he was quite wealthy, well educated, physicallyattractive,charming and terribly good looking. Especially for a man of 60. I suspect that at that time I was envisioning Rene as a potential"Sugar Daddy". Being protective of my independence, I never really wanted a "sugar.