You torso drips sweat down your legs as you stroll along the trail that skirts the ocean. Donna keeps pace with you as your stronger legs move you faster than her.
"I can't believe how beautiful this all is here, John. It makes me feel I'm on an island like those those topless Tahitian women in a Gauguin painting." she smiles as she says that. She only wears a filmy top to cover her torso, under which her breasts bounce around in her colorful one-piece swimsuit.
You smile back. You wanted to have sex with her since you left home two days ago but haven't had the chance. Perhaps NOW you have time to start your two week vacation on the right foot. A sensuous pressure in your groin makes you aware of your arousal. Donna notices and smiles at you. She always was a tease but you like the wait as much as her.
You stretch a hand out to her as an invitation to her to put her hand in your and she accepts.
You walk purposefully along and after some two hours with just a few breaks to drink water, you arrive at a split in the trail. A sign points ahead saying "Lagoon" and the other "Glade"
You want to fuck her something fierce but you let her decide.
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