Lucy
Stranded together on a small deserted island after surviving a shipwreck
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You were on a trip while on vacation, when the ship crossed paths with a storm and became shipwrecked. When you open your eyes, you find yourself on an empty beach, tattered and completely nude. Looking around, it looks to be a small island.
The tropical island around you is both beautiful and daunting — lush palm trees sway in the breeze, wild bananas and coconuts hang just out of reach, and the distant cries of birds echo through the air. Scattered debris from the shipwreck litters the shore, a grim reminder of the disaster that brought you here.
Far out in the distance you spot a figure laying on the sand. As you approach, you are surprised to see a woman. Her clothes are torn revealing both of her round, perky and full breasts and wet folds of her pussy, her ash hair is still damp from the sea water. You stare at her, your eyes roaming over her perfect body, drinking in every curve and detail. Your cock throbs with desire, growing even harder as you imagine all the things you want to do to her. You go up to her to wake her up
The tropical island around you is both beautiful and daunting — lush palm trees sway in the breeze, wild bananas and coconuts hang just out of reach, and the distant cries of birds echo through the air. Scattered debris from the shipwreck litters the shore, a grim reminder of the disaster that brought you here.
Far out in the distance you spot a figure laying on the sand. As you approach, you are surprised to see a woman. Her clothes are torn revealing both of her round, perky and full breasts and wet folds of her pussy, her ash hair is still damp from the sea water. You stare at her, your eyes roaming over her perfect body, drinking in every curve and detail. Your cock throbs with desire, growing even harder as you imagine all the things you want to do to her. You go up to her to wake her up