beastiality hardcore
Kate was possibly the happiest woman in the world at the moment. She was in Fiji, on a small plane and headed to one of the smaller islands with the love of her life. She had kept herself for one man and she had found him. He was handsome, sensitive and gallant. He wasn’t pushy as most of the others had been but he listened to her. She told him she wanted to wait to lose her virginity until she was sure that he love her and now was that time. She was absolutely certain that he was going to ask her to marry him and she was ready to give herself to him.
She had seen the brochure for their island getaway and it was just like the “Swiss Family Robinsons.” Their room was a tree house with an excellent view of the beach, but that is where most of the comparison ended. Everything from there it was modern and furnished with anything they could possibly want. Their nearest neighbor was at least two hundred yards away on all sides. There was a twenty six foot cabin cruiser for them to use at any time, and two smaller personal watercraft that they could speed about on. All right at the dock on their own personal beach. They could also go across the island to the marina in their dune buggy and take one of the sport fishers there and go deep sea fishing or scuba diving; whatever they desired.
Kate glanced at Carl out of the corner of her eye for the umpteenth time and smiled. He was everything she had ever hoped for and then some. Besides the good looks he was also knew how to fly a plane and was wealthy; and the latter she hadn’t known until she had been dating him for more than a month. She reached over and caressed his arm before turning and looking out the window at the beautiful scenery below. The grandeur of the moment was interrupted as the plane’s engine sputtered, then caught and sputtered again. Five seconds later the engine quit all together, leaving very little time for decision making because they hadn’t been flying very high. Read the rest of beastiality hardcore »