‘Grab this!’ John thrust a grapple towards her and pulled her to the side of the boat. He leaned over the gunnel and she grasped his outstretched ...hand tightly. He pulled her up so she could reach the side of the boat with her foot and push up. She leaned over the safety rope railing and promptly fell with a plop on the deck. ‘Are you ok? Are you hurt?’ ‘Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck… I thought I was going to die.’ John couldn’t help chuckling and repeated his question calmly, ‘are you hurt, are you. Finally she was there, lying on her back, her white thong already darkening where it pressed against her wet, ready pussy. But we weren't here for pussy. No, the 6 of us, footballing mates from a Sunday league side, were here to fulfill a fantasy - hers and ours - that centered on her tits and our cum. And now, as she lay in front of us, coyly looking each of us in the eye, running her tongue over her lips, we couldn't wait."Oh boys," she said, breathlessly. "I do hope you've been saving it all. Your hands squeezing my nipples with each thrust down your shaft. Your hands are on my hips now and you are helping me go down and up your huge cock. I move my hand to feel your wet cock as I slide up and down, feeling your hard shaft and your tense balls. Oh you love that… as I am grinding up and down feeling you too. You push me on all fours as you get behind me rubbing your hard cock up and down my ass and pussy. Teasing me. You ram your cock deep into my pussy as I moan telling you not to. ..she say Yes...i am so relived but the barmen put his hands on her hips,gently holding her back,kiss the lobe of her left ear ,push a side the top of the blouse uncovering the sweated skin and slide his lips to the neck and down to the shoulder.i ask her again to go but she says''Just a minute''....now The barmen slide his hands under Andrea blouse and caress her waist then the stomach,slowly pushing it inward to make the breast propping out showing all the size just covered by the undone.