Her perky breasts looked great and I started sucking her nipples. The next moment I was going down to her tummy. My hands unbuttoned her jeans and pul...led them down. I pulled of her shoes, her jeans and spread her lags a bit. Her creamy thighs were begging me to lick them. My lips kissed a way to her thongs. I could hear her moaning louder. My finger lifted the thong away showing me her pussy. My tongue licked her pussy lips. I could smell her wet pussy and I aroused me more. My cock was. Slowly his hands began to take on a life of their own, caressing her shoulders, her back, her arm. She never moved. He then began snaking his hands down the front of her chest. As she was already dressed for bed it made it very simple to remove her yellow silk nightshirt. Slowly but surely he undid each button revealing her body to him. His hands began softly touching her breasts as he caressed her with his fingertips. He then moved her a bit away from him and slowly lowered his lips to one. Touching her like this. He realized that in his daze, he never bothered to put on gloves, and was now feeling her smooth skin directly. He was glad that she didn’t comment on it. He contemplated the pink lips of her inner labia and had wicked thoughts of sucking on them. He swallowed, and said in a somewhat strained voice, “I’m going to use my fingers to examine your labia now.” Oh god, she thought. And felt a sudden warm rush from inside. God no, not now. He gently opened her lips with. .”“We really didn’t get waves this time,” I replied. “The wind chopped up the swells and we had conflicting patterns, winds against unorganized waves. Imagine BIG seas – ten feet or higher...”“Don’t wanna,” Mandy said, Bink’s concurring look supporting her. “But we’d be safe, right?”“As long as we could keep the bow into them. That’s either by power or with the sea anchor...”“You explained how the sea anchor worked when we rigged it this afternoon,” Bink reminded. “Now I understand that it’s.