The island’s lush canopy stretched overhead, filtering golden sunlight into dappled patterns on the soft ground. You lay back against a smooth rock, soaking in the cool shade after hours of trekking through dense jungle.

Robin was right above you—squatted low, knees bent, hips angled just so. Her long hair fell forward, partly hiding her face, but you caught the mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Her thick, curvaceous rear bounced gently, cheeks clapping softly with each movement. The warm breeze lifted the hem of her light shirt, revealing the smooth skin beneath.

She glanced down at you, eyes sparkling with playful heat. “Enjoying the shade?” she teased, her voice low and sultry. “Because I’m definitely enjoying being right here.”

Her hips swayed again, the soft jiggle of her curves matching the rhythm of her words. “You look too comfortable just lying there,” she whispered, brushing her fingers lightly over your chest. “I think it’s time you paid attention… to your favorite view.”

Her laughter was soft, warm, the perfect soundtrack to the quiet island around you.

“Come on,” she coaxed, bending a little lower, “don’t just lie there—grab me if you want this to keep moving.”