1. Fruit of the Island


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: dickblackman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Fruit of the Island “Honey Johnson” as they called Shelby sat on a sandy beach stranded 96 days with her boys, Woody, Fred and Willie. Her third husband, father of Willie had spent years making the boys sailors. Before he dumped her for a younger woman, she took him to the cleaners for everything including his custom schooner. A tsunamis struck sending them wrecked on this unknown island. In the surf, Woody and Fred spear fished. Woody, the oldest, strongest yet weakest mind of the b*****rs had Fred his follower and flunkie in school as usual. Willie was a true leader despite his being the youngest. He let them think, they led which left him clear to always out maneuver them. Willie was extra close to Honey and she adored his intelligence. The fact that one day, his fathers remaining wealth would be his also spun jealousy between the b*****rs. When Willie told Honey that they needed to talk, she knew this day was coming. It had started 40 days ago. Their trip should have lasted 7 days which required limited clothing. After nearly 2 months of wear everyone's clothing wore thin or disintegrated. Woody and Fred began making, not so motherly stares. Only thread bare panties hid her secrets as they went to extremes trying to get a glimpse. She had caught the two peeping into the cabin where she slept, when shadows appeared through a crack one evening. Rolling on her stomach presenting a pantie ass cheek, she could plainly hear and see them masturbating. Sooner or later they ...
    would push the issue. She was sure what ever plan they had, didn't include Willie. She also knew if Willie had a plan, it didn't include them. Today was the day. Willie always the thinker waited for this day. Honey sat on the beach in a faded orange, straight pull over dress. With only one remaining bra, she chose not to wear it, but to keep it for their rescue. Only a pair of thin yellow panties was beneath her dress. Back propped on a make shift rest, legs flat on the sand, she faced the ocean. Willie dropped down beside her at her knees, facing her. “HoneyMom” he said, “I have a problem”. Raising an eyebrow she asked, “how can I help”? He replied, “I need you to do something just for me”. “If I can, you know I will son”, she spoke. He hesitated then said, “I know you can but the will is up to you. If not, I'm sorry and forgive me”. She gave him a serious stare saying, “It must be really serious. If it's that serious to you, it's more serious to me and it's done”. She paused then said, “ask”.Willie wiped his face, rubbed his chin and said, “Raise your knees, I want to look”. Letting him wonder and building the moment, she drew both her knees up. She knew he was staring directly into her covered crotch. She knew her uncut hairy bush could be seen clearly through. She knew the hair had over grown outside her panties. She watched as he removed his cock and jerked off a quick load shooting into the air then falling back to cover him. He laid back saying, “one more, please”. He ...
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