<div class="floatleft">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/May6_zpsweh4it32.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>May<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Docks<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>None<br/><br/>May stepped off the boat with a wide smile on her face. She had forgotten about all the money she spent getting her as soon as the island had come into sight. It looked something like out of a dream and she was glad to be here. From the pristine beach to the clear blue water and the cozy little cottages spiraling around the other end of the island, it was almost too cute and too good to be true. The silver-haired, hourglass-shaped, top-heavy, gloriously curvy cutie couldn't be happier. She had her bag over her shoulder and was already wearing her second favorite bikini (http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/May3_zps8f6porzj.jpg). The white one with the cute skirt that showed off her great ass (well, it was great in her opinion, anyway). Not that the top didn't do the titanic G-cup tits she sported any favors. It did a nice job of supporting the titanic swells, pressing them together to create a valley of cleavage a person could theoretically get lost in. She was in a good mood. As soon as she got to her cute little cottage she could just ditch her bag and explore and... see what would happen!