’ This was the name of his yacht moored there. This gave me trepidations as we didn’t know the first thing about cooking aboard a ship let alone ...a yacht, and just hoped that they had the right kind of food and ingredients that we would need. It was a stretch limousine that took us from the airport with our baggage and put us down at a stone jetty where a motor launch was waiting which quickly took us out into the harbour to pull up by the gangway of a massive white yacht. It had three decks. Out of instinct I gave her fingers a warm squeeze and then released them. It gave me a thrill. She never would give me eye contact before but as I left she looked up at me and gave the first sign of human warmth I ever saw from her. Just a shy smile and some light from her eyes. That smile worked faster than viagra - my cock poked stiff through the hole in my y front underwear. I should have asked her for a date there and then - I was going to but an old lady next in line pushed me out of the. My clit was swollen beyond belief! I think he could sense my arousal, because he instantly stopped moving his hand. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with an expression of, don’t even think about it! He let go of my hand and I lowered my arms, still spread wide for him. ‘Take it off.’ He demanded. I assumed he was referring to my skirt. After a moment of pause, I removed my skirt like the little girl I felt I was, awkward, wanting approval. He stepped in towards me and reached his. Fuck me, Mary screamed as a mind blowing orgasm sent fluids to coat Beth's fingers. Beth sat up as she pulled her fingers from Mary's pussy. She smiled to herself as she sucked Mary's nectar from her fingers. Weak, Mary slowly turned over. Her face flush, and catching her breath. Mary looked up at Beth as asking for approval. Laying down over her, Beth kissed Mary's cheeks and lips. Wrapping her arms and legs around Beth, Mary squeezed tightly, as to keep her from leaving. They lay as one.