<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Emily | <strong>Location:</strong> Beach | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Richard (MagicalPen)</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KsqfrmHJBM/TACpwnMt_FI/AAAAAAAABzg/0kO0cKmB38U/s1600/emily-scott--1777-1600x1200.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div align="center">Richard seemed slightly older than the guys she usually went for, but she had learned that sometimes a bad relationship aged a man immensely. In fact, there were likely men who lived here on Temptation Island, and were older than this stranger, but because of their openness with sexuality and no-string relationship statuses, they likely seemed younger than someone who was tied down and unhappy. This man standing in front of her, guiltily staring at her breasts, looked thrilled to be away from whatever it was that was dragging him down back at home. Emily smirked, loving the opportunity to be that special someone who could open up a world of delight and rapture to someone who otherwise wouldn't have allowed themselves to experience it. <br/><br/>"You're not putting me out. I'm the one offering to put out." She remarked with a sly smirk crossing her face, enjoying the struggle going on internally for this stranger before her; having to decide between right and alluringly wrong. Letting go of her mane of golden locks for now, she let her hand fall at her side, watching his hands as they explored her front-side, her lips parting slightly as a hot breath passed through them, when he traveled his hand between her collar bones, causing her head to dip backward slightly, as if the idea of getting lightly choked was a welcomed turn-on for her. Yet the unfamiliar hand continued down her torso, until he could no longer hold back, and the tent of his shorts caught her attention. As he muttered about his girlfriend, she giggled. "And you better not tell her that a stranger on the beach gave you a stiffy." The way he bit at his lip, it was enticing enough that it made her want to bite at it just as much, if not a little harder. <br/><br/>Unable to hold back a second longer, he brought both hands up and started kneading at her luscious mounds, making her moan saucily. Emily's brows raised as he bravely ventured lower, lowering her chin to watch the display, seemingly surprised by his courage. When he paid her the compliment of saying that she was far more attractive than his significant other, Emily brought her sparkling gaze up to meet his own. "You don't seem to be too concerned about your girlfriend right now..." Biting at her lower lip, she reached out with her free hand, tugging at the waistband of his shorts and taking a tiny step closer, to peek inside at the erection that created such a tent. "Ooh," she said with admiration, just as he ventured between her hairless folds, feeling the slickness which had built there, and probing for more. Her hips plunged forward, rocking gently, wanting to feel more.<br/></div>