We met on a beach in the Philippians, two travelers from different countries drawn together by the sun, the crystal clear blue ocean, sandy beaches, and the desire to experience life.

Laying on our bamboo mats waves hit the shore in rhythmic regularity, we shared our thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. The connection was magical, intense, and extremely sensual. You left and I didn’t know if we would meet again.

I took a break from the heat and lay down in one of the many hammocks under the palm trees, taking shelter from the afternoon sun. I closed my eyes and dreamed of you. We were in bed making love, my cock driving into your sexy pussy.

A hand on my shoulder woke me from my fantasies, and you smiled down at me. Your hazel eyes mesmerized me with your innocent beauty. Reaching out, I pulled you to me, your body on top of mine. I loved how you followed the local customs, and your bare breasts caressed my chest. Our eyes locked; no words necessary. My hand traced your beautiful face, and I memorized every detail; never wanting to forget you.