Marie lifted the camera one last time to try to catch the fading light. He slid 2 fingers into me and slowly moved them in and out and finally he gave me what I needed, constant, regular pressure on my clit with his magic tongue. Finally he came back to my mouth, satisfying my desire and sending sparks to my pussy. He looked more handsome and sexy than I have ever seen him before. This story is completely fictional! The tan bikini fit her like a glove, and only made him wonder again what was underneath. Meanwhile I was still looking for lobster pots, but not seeing any. He checked the viewfinder and sighed softly. The water felt a little cool but. Gasping and moaning as he shook with release, he could comprehend nothing else, except to know how much he loved this naughty minx of a woman that had blessed his life. He touched me on the shoulder and said he would definitely make it up to me. We just got done helping each other get it on. Feeling the soft bristle of her pubic hair, he looked up at her again. Gasping as he seemed to speak to her with his tongue, cherishing the taste of her skin and even her very pleasure, she lifted her eyes to the fading light of day, remembering again where she was. It was enough to hold him there, for the moment, though she fantasized of another sword piercing her desire with piston-like strokes at the same time. So I rather weakly dropped down into the forecabin onto the floor, but still facing forwards.