She would rest occasionally and lean forward over my chest, my dick still wedged deep within her, and she would bite and suck on my flesh. Sometimes i...t was a nipple but other times it was just the flesh of my ribs. She slid up and sucked on my neck and shoulders and cooed, “I love the way your flesh shows my marks! Damn it turns me on to see all of these bruises! Reminds me of revenge for all the bruises you gave me wrestling around when we were little!” She then took her fingernails and plowed. But before she got to Aileen the sleaze was giving her another lecture. I couldn't see Aileen's eyes or where they were looking because of the sunglasses she had on, but she was vigorously shaking her head. From his gestures it was apparent that the sleaze was not happy about the blouse or the sarong.However at that instant Helen arrived and the words, "Fuck off, arsehole," if nothing else, were plainly audible to everyone on that deck."Looks like my wife is angry," John quietly commented to. " Ah, I bet you had no clue who they were," Linda said in disgust. "Did you buy her a car?" I did." Did you run over your credit card limit buying her gifts?" I did it on my own accord."Linda came over, patted me on the shoulder, and made a beaming smile at me. "I'm glad you're getting rid of her." It was already history. The divorce was some six years ago." No, it was still here," Linda said, as she poked my head. "Until now, it's garbage now." She smiled.Chapter 5: Celebration"Professor. Why can’t I just say “Yes it was great?” Instead I return to the blushing shy school girl. A slight pain shoots through my body as I feel your hand make contact with my bottom. I arch my waist forward and away from you but I’m pulled back by your arm that is across my chest. What was that? “Let me repeat my question. Did you like that?” I’ve never told anyone before if I liked an orgasm or not. My orgasms are mine; they’re my feelings and sensations. They’re the moments when by body.