Sarah has already decided who she is going to fuck. Mr Rork himself. No one ever gets at him it is said. A man of veils and mysteries. Nothing of his personal life is known. Yet he owns this island and he has to be worth at least a billion! She's had a look around at the island and he has easily put a billion on it. Unbelievable. And he is so handsome and charming. She comes up to this office late and night. He is working alone with a single lamplight on. Typing onto a laptop computer and drinking wine. The bottle is half empty and there's a empty one beside it. She knocks and smiles with a breast jiggle when he answers. It don't take long to go from a fake concern to having his cock in her mouth. He won't fuck her though and he says he shouldn't have agreed to the oral sex. She fake cries in his lap and he agrees to a secret date the next evening.