.." Fred thought about the logistics for a second. " ... OK, I'll have to hold the towel as you climb as it'll just fall off anyway." She nodded, and ...let go as he took it back. He leaned down to also grab the life vest (no sense leaving evidence of where she landed) then gave her a slight push in the small of her back with his towel covered hand towards the path up. She still had some strength left, as she easily pulled herself up to the top. A moment later he was beside her, the trip having. . hard!"Johnny's cock was a throbbing piece of iron-hard meat as he crawled into the bed and knelt between his wife's open legs. He marveled at the intense look of lust on her face as she strummed her clit while she waited for him to fuck her.He didn't mess around. He placed the head of his cock to Patricia's opening and thrust forward with all the power his muscular hips could produce.Johnny hadn't even gotten all the way in before Patricia completely lost it. She'd been sitting on a tinderbox. “Surely, you’re not thinking about driving through the water all the way over there. How deep is it, anyway?” she asked.“Well, a couple of feet, I suppose, and there’s a fairly wide path, or ridge if you will, that connects the passageways. I couldn’t sleep one night and decided to go exploring. When I found the passageway, I was almost certain it led to the outside. Don’t ask me why; I just knew it did. Anyway, I had my walking stick that everyone teases me about, so I just felt my way across.. One hand slid down her back to cup her firm ass as the other snaked up to her breast. Her hips bucked against his as he twisted a peaked nipple through the fabric of her top. Her panties nearly flooded as she felt his obvious arousal pressed against her. He pressed an open mouthed kiss against her throat.She pressed tighter against him, grinding her hips once more into his. "Please." “Are you begging me? For what?” She couldn't answer. She couldn't imagine not having sex with him in the next.