island girl

Opening paragraphs:Jack Brewster balanced himself at the foot of the worn mattress, his pants open, cock jutting out longer and harder than any 55-year-old's probably had the right to... especially one belonging to someone who'd been through as much as Jack had.We were in the beach house Jack had been renting with "misdirected" government funds for five years. Jack had been doing lots of unauthorized shit, which was why I was sent here to collect him. One untrustworthy soul dispatched to retrieve another."Have you ever come on an island girl's tits, Harry? It's beautiful. Come 'ere and watch."Sprawled beneath Jack on white sheets was a young Haitian woman named Juanita. She was as naked as the beach, arms and legs outstretched in a willing, almost patriotic, spread-eagle."You got a beautiful cock, Jack." she murmured, her liquid brown eyes sparkling mischievously.