Her trepidation continued, even as she let out a moan, "We shouldn't be doing thiiiiis."I ignored her weak protest, confident the building pleasure in... her pussy would override what her conscience argued. I sucked her clit into my mouth and smiled as she let out a scream that could not be construed any other way than extreme pleasure. I used a technique I had perfected while overseas, where I mixed long wide paintbrush tongue strokes on her now wet pussy lips, with quick attacks on her clit. The. "I shrugged, "Sounds good to me, except neither Todd nor I have a boat."Penny smiled, "But I do. I haven't used it very much. Let me see if it's available."I gave her a puzzled look.She explained, "The craft was sitting rotting, so I let the marina lease it out. They keep it maintained, cleaned, and fueled, and most of the time it's available. The rotting has stopped too because it's getting used."Penny made a call and announced, "We have a boat. Let's go."We dressed after breakfast, swung past. The immense pleasure grew inside my vagina, his fingers penetrating my pussy, 2 fingers pushed in up to the knuckle. This was amazing, his thumb pushing up against my clit in rhythm to his fingers sliding in and out of me. I knew I was going to come, and soon DONT STOP, I yelled at him, my head hitting the mirror behind me as I thrust my head back, hands braced on the side of the sink, ready for the spasm that was going to hit. He could so obviously feel the pressure in my pussy reaching its. The explosion had completely vaporized Vanessa's upper half, leaving her intact from her waist down. Her nylon waistband around her stomach kept what was left of her insides together, seeming to form a lake of dark red and gray gore that extended down to a pair of sexy, nylon-clad, and now blood-soaked legs. As her dead muscles relaxed, however, the remains of Vanessa's torso collapsed back as though she were simply lying down, spilling intestines, ovaries, liver and kidneys into a messy,.