J is for Jellyfish

Abby was bored. Beyond bored she thought as she watched another wrinkled old man wade very slowly out into the shallow blue water. The brochure called the island paradise, and Abby had to agree… “If you’re sixty plus, and the type of person who is usually tucked up in bed by nine.” She craved excitement, and nightlife, little did she realise that she didn’t need anything more than the inhabitants of the reef just offshore. Formicophilia fetish erotica – 18+ Open Minded Adults Only