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Island Fruit-OpaCal

Island Fruit-Ocapal Ocapal was another island in the Asian Sea. It only held 150,000 residents that were descendants of the 1060's Flower c***d generation. The originals were either affluent, powerful, notable, notorious, or wealthy who escaped the world to this island. Those living there now were still considered social misfits and fought to keep it that way. Willard's mother had lived there for years before her death. He and his group had been there one month. Honey had gained weight. She was more like a thick woman than a pregnant one. She had fattened all over which gave her bulk that hid her pregnancy. Honey and Amy were mid city looking for an adult specialty shop. They had worn simple, strapless, terrycloth, straight summer dresses. They were easy pull overs with a stretching top that gathered from the waist over the breast. Amy's was mid thigh length and light green, Honeys hit just above her knees and bright yellow. Everyone assumed they were mother and daughter, and they played the part. Finding the shop they went in. It was equally occupied with men and women. It was an upscale store compared to the standard in the US. It had everything and more. The viewing booths were expensive until you went inside to find a room more like a hotel room. Every clerk was a pair, male and female. A dark haired beauty called “Sin” assisted them. Understanding their needs, Sin took them to a locked, special room to show them their stock of Bondage gear. In the room, they were shown ...

... things beyond their imagination. Sin stripped herself of a long evening type, black dress to show them her personal selection. Her nipples were pierced with small rings holding a single black pearl. As her dress descended to her waist, she turned her back to them and let it drop. On her right butt cheek was a brand mark nearly the size of quarter. It had been burned on. Below her butt were two strands of black pearls encircling around each thigh. Slowly she turned exhibiting her front. The beaded strands run through rings in her inner labia, stretching them wide. Her clitoris had a ring through it and from that ring, a string of black pearls run centered down her cunt, passing over it attached to a Butt plug hidden between her cheeks. She opened her legs wider, placed her hand under her cunt and they watched as she dripped oils into it. Shaking her hand she threw the drops off, pulled her dress back up to ask if they liked it. They both said, “Yes”! Sin invited them to watch a video of the proper use of some of the toys they had purchased. Saying that the movie would last 30 minutes, she picked up the intercom asked for Mr White and started the movie. Five minutes into the movie the door opened. In stepped Mr White. He wore a white leather vest, black leather pants, standing over 6ft tall and black as coal. His muscular frame glistened with sweat like it had been oiled. He walked past Honey and Amy as if they weren't there. Sin sat on a tall stool until he snatched her off, ...