"I love this little boat" I yelled at dad over the sounds of the water and the wind in the sails."I know son, she's a good little boat for this lake."... Dad hollered back, a big, wind-aided grin on his face."You can run her back tommorrow", he added, "when the sun's higher and we've got less shadows on the water." Awesome!" I grinned back. I had every intention of laying claim to this boat someday. But Dad always confessed that Saltwater sailing was what he missed, and the beautiful boat he'd. Her tailored mons was on display as straps wound between pussy and upper thigh but still left her exposed.“Wow. That’s the surprise I assume?” “Um, mostly, but there’s one more thing.” Ariel stepped from the dress and turned around, demonstrating that her pretty thirty-four-year-old derriere was as well supported and featured as her tits: The harness acting to both lift and separate, as they used to say. Eric whistled. She looked over her shoulder at him, smiled provocatively, then crossed. Her hand gently fondled him, then drifted up his still shrunken member to its head, which after spitting in the palm of her hand she rubbed with increasing abandon, using principally the thumb and forefinger to titillate that most erogenous of all the zones on a man’s cock. ‘Oh, God, you’re beautiful,’ he breathed into her ear and felt her arm tighten about him. ‘I love your beautiful breasts and the way your nipples stand out.’ Her devilish fingers continued working their magic on him and. Deep breath.I leaned onto the passenger window sill and looked at a cute younger guywho seemd a little nervous. Problably just as much as me. Good thing Iwas on the other side of the door so he couldn't see that my legs werevisibly shaking."I need some directions. I need to get off at the I-69 highway andwandering if you could give me a hand? he said confidently emphasizing"Hand." Apparently he has done this before with the smooth way it cameout.I stammered out something about my appointment.