LOGAN
Zoe kicks her feet excitedly and lets out a cute squeal as I carry her below deck. Now that we’re anchored, I can’t wait a second longer to make her mine. The sweet torture of the last few hours has broken me, and I’m now a man without any restraint.
When I lay her on the bed, she lets out a giggle and asks, “What about f*****g me under the stars?”
“The stars aren’t out yet, and I can’t wait any longer. Don’t worry,” I say with a grin, “I’m not just f*****g you once tonight.”
Her eyes light up at my words, and when I pull her bikini bottoms down, I’m rewarded with the amazing sight of her very wet p***y. Yes, she’s ready for me.
I yank off my swim trunks and lean over her small body, keeping the bulk of my weight off her so I’m not squishing her. I’ve fantasized about this momen
