Island Paradise11

She looked up and saw a figure racing across the small beach. Stunned, she stopped and saw a local tribesman kneeling on the side of the beach, bowing to her. Bianca laughed as he bowed one last time then dove in and started swimming towards her. He rose from the water then knelt again and took her hands in his. She couldn’t understand what he was saying but his motions and mannerisms seemed to imply he worshiped her.

He motioned to his chest saying, “Gores. Gores.” He seemed to be telling her his name. She felt no fear of him as he stood up. He was a little taller than she was, muscular, with dark skin, and somewhat handsome features. And she was so aroused and so overwhelmed by his constant admiration that she took his hand and slipped it beneath her bikini top and onto her breast, moaning softly as he grasped it in his large hand. He knew exactly what to do as he knelt in front of her and kissed her nipples through the material then pulled it off her. Her nipples, already sensitive