My desire for him however overcame all sense of danger and the worries I had had for so long. I returned his kiss and his lips were so sweet. I had ne...ver kissed a man before. I had had sex with other men in civilian life but kissing was something I never had a desire to do. I could not get enough of his lips though and soon our tongues were entwined in an embrace that felt so right and so good and down below decks things were certainly stirring.After a quick look outside to make sure we really. I must say she was very sexually appealing more so naked than clothed. She still had wide hips, but they looked made for fucking.Her fear getting the best of her. She screamed into the gag and thrashed about the bed, kicking into the air. Now time to get serious. I slapped her hard across the face until she stopped kicking and thrashing. Once calm, I stepped back and slowly removed my clothes explaining to her that she was going to take my cock like a good little whore telling her that if she. I grabbed her and pulled her to me forcing my tongue once more into her beautiful mouth, and as I held her tight to me, I reached under her dress to grab hold of her hot, already HARD she-cock and rub it against mine. OMG I just ADORE doing this. The sheer erotic JOY of feeling a beautiful girl’s HOT hard fuck-tool burning against my own is indescribable and she was just going crazy now, running her soft delicate trembling hands all over my feminine curves as we greedily devoured each other in. They were nice, but we wished they would put on more clothes. Clarissa would actually look better in an Afghanistan burqa. So would her husband, Ernie. Across the street was a reasonably attractive couple in their early thirties. Close enough in age. They introduced themselves as Brenda and Andy. They announced that they were exhibitionists. So why was Brenda dressed in shapeless sweats and Andy in paint-stained T-shirt and jeans? They explained. For them, exhibitionism was not about getting.