And press my new strap-on against his now gaping hole. "This is a new one," I whisper again. "It's bigger. Bigger than you, baby." I giggle as he ...softly protests "No." But the tip is already in, and he gasps. "What do you mean, baby? Don't you want me to fuck you? Don't you want me to make love to you?" He stumbles out something about he wants to make love to me and can't this wait. I laugh. "That's all you got?" I say. "If you can survive without cumming, then you can make love to. I'd pretty much convinced myself that they must have hidden their stash in the chain locker. The bow had survived the explosion for the most part. The only way they could have brought that many packages on board was in their luggage. I remembered they didn't want any help with taking them on board. In fact they were adamant that the boys leave them alone. That must have been the vehicle, then.Okay, I've got that part figured out, but why leave the packages on my boat when they left? They must. John mouth is open and munching on the panties. She wiggles and drives her pussy harder into his face covering his nose. His mouth is hard at work munching on the panties and he wiggles his head so his nose rubs her clit.AHHHHHHH and she wiggle and pushes down hard. Then she reaches back and grabs his cock.Ohhhhhhhhhhh yes pull it hard and fast pulllllllllllllllllllllllllllll please. John’s hips buck up and down with her hand tight on his cock and squeezing tighter.Eat it you bastard not. ” She smiled at me. “Good morning.”A mostly nude Sharon was a good morning, indeed. “Good morning.” I sat up and leaned toward her. She turned to me, and I kissed her.“Okay, bathroom and a shower, next,” she rose up on her knees and unzipped the door enough to peek outside. “The coast is clear,” she pronounced, unzipped the door all the way, and stepped outside.I followed her, and was graced with the vision of Sharon topless in the morning sun. My reaction was inevitable, and she grinned at my.