Island Honeymoon | From Sea to Sheets, The Story Just Began

Story

This trip was insane — crystal-clear, jelly-green water, rows of swaying palm trees, even monkeys stealing our food. A tiny cabin at the foot of the hill stood as quiet as a movie setting. We strolled along the beach, snorkeled right in front of the hotel. My wifey was adorably clumsy with the fins, floundering in the water for ages, barely moving anywhere. Three meals were taken care of (and actually tasty), so all we had to do was bask in the sun, float in the sea, and space out. It was so beautiful… like a dream. But not all of it was innocent… While snorkeling in that gorgeous water, I couldn’t help it — I jerked off right there (shy, but so damn hot). And the moment I can’t forget — that afternoon in the cabin. Sunlight pouring through the screen windows, he tossed and turned in the bed, restless and needy, moaning in my arms, dripping with desire. “Please… fill my pussy with your big cock, okay?” He was fingering his own ass, then pinned me down and straddled me… There was no way I could say no.