<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2uy2bcz.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>April Suzuki (attending under the name Gravity)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hotel Suite----> moving out!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kurat, Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>O<br/><br/><br/>The scene had a certain flair. Obviously Mey hadn't lost much from the last time she saw her, and the sandwich was just...the way her legs spread to stroke her cock while watching the footage in real time made her wish that she'd stuck around a bit longer Ayer she got off the boat! Still, these events were practically marathon fuck sessions trip the wrong way and you'd have a dick in your mouth and pussy...or ass, depending on who caught you as you were falling. She was no stranger to it, nor did she treat it with the same ferocity as she did when she was brand new to it all. It was tough to put her finger on it. She wanted unconventional fucks...chance encounters...the type of stuff that couldn't be scripted.<br/><br/><br/>And she wanted it streamed on her site for her fans to see! After all, there were many futas and females who couldn't make the trip to the mecca of wanton fornication, and she owed it to them, and her sponsors, to make sure they got a good look at all there was to offer. Which was why a drone was currently filming her double-pumping herself senseless while watching it all unfold. The drone hovered, shooting the moment of her vigorous pumping.  Her eyes slid slowly from the scene unfolding onscreen to the drone's camera to slowly lick her lips.<br/><br/><br/>When she came, it was the stuff of dreams. High arching streams of creamy white cum shot out of her, seemingly to intensify after the very first spuirt, then level out to a dribble that slowly slid down her twitching cock. She found quite the mess when she opened her eyes, but made sure she threw a wink to the camera and spoke in a satisfied sigh that could melt butter<strong>"This is Gravity, cumming for you in Eden Island for this half's Futanalia...see you soon."</strong>she smiled and winked for the camera before killing the feed. Staring up at the lavish ceiling, her cock laying on its side, still glistening at the tip, she smiled and took one long breath. That would take the edge off, so she didn't screw the first thing she saw, but it did make her feel frisky. Feeling up her own cock would never get old, but getting a handful of someone else's...well, that could always be fun!<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>She'd left the room and immediately had to step over a few people who couldn't wait to get to their room. That her flaccid cock still twitched at the sight was proof that the decision she made was the right one. One of them was still in the right state of mind to at least feel that they recognized her, and the ignored beeps from their F-bits would have made her for sure, but they were balls deep in enjoyment, and she didn't want to stop if she didn't have to. It was a bit of a hike, but perhaps she could make it back to the beach where Mey was, though knowing her, she'd be likely hard at work on another victim. The elevator ride was eventful. A few more aggressive futa had to be taught that their biggest strengths were also their biggest weaknesses, but being the people pleaser she was, she made sure to stroke them hard and fast. The drone did record that. She figured she could use the footage as some kind of montage for the island,  and they consented happily via F-bit.<br/><br/><br/>After seeing may on her way over getting naked, she had to admit that being the bikini was a bit prudish of her, but she did keep the sheer wrap, because she looked so damn good naked underneath it. How it seemed to shift from covering to completely translucent in different light settings turned more than a few heads before she acquired a following. As gracious as ever, she answered moat of the questions thrown her way and politely diverted requests to fuck under the guise of going to a meeting. After all, she was still working in a way.  The drone, unnoticed until then,  made that excuse all the more likely, and gratefully she was allowed a chance to make her way back to the area she'd seen earlier.<br/><br/><br/>Only to find Mey gone at the cabana, and curiously, an unconscious woman in front of a shack. She looked like quite the naturalist, and considering April's limited knowledge, she assumed she must be the owner of the little setup. The poor girl was in no shape to explain what was there, and at least cure her curiosity, so she shooed a few opportunists away and dragged the unconscious girl to one of the showers that washed off sand. Once she turned the water on her, she stood expectantly. She went through a lot to Gabe questions answered about that stupid shack. If this girl wasn’t the owner, she was going to put her on blast as the buffet entree for futas in need of practice, then film the chaos