She found the dead man still floating, and tore the shirt from him with her diving knife. Taking shelter on the side of the boat where the water was d...eeper, she stripped the wet suit down her arms, painfully, and she bound her wounded arms clumsily, with the dead man’s clothing. Then she dragged the men in the water up onto the boat.Now what? The SEALs, who were probably on the SSN950. That was the main chance.She struggled to retrieve her fins and backpack from the rock where she’d tethered. I decided on a red strapless dress. I loved how the dress hugged my curves. Oh, the fact that I loved wearing red due to the fact I'm a redhead. The only thoughts I was having was about Mrs.Grace, and most of them were naughty thoughts. The thought of me caressing her warm body. While she kissed and licked my neck sending shivers through my body. The thought of her full luscious lips kissing mine. Her warm tongue intertwine with mines. The thought of her spreading her legs as I begin to smell. Her sweet honey-pot is getting increasingly wetter and aroused. " Unnnnh! Unnnnh! Nooooo..." whimpered Kelly as a large bead of cunt-juice trickled out of her sweltering slit, dripping down onto the bed. " Ahhh – sweet Jesus!" I murmured. I loved her pussy – so sizzling and very tight, frothy and creamy - as my fingers twirled and rammed into her without mercy. The way she squirmed and fidgeted on the bed, full of shame and humiliation, is incredibly hot. " Noooo – no – no – no – nooooo..." She. The woman pulls out the mans cock and began stroking it, eventually standing up and bending over to suck his cock. The guy pulls up her dress up to her waste giving me a full view of her beatiful ass as he started rubbing her pussy. From the looks on his face she was giving him one hell of a blow job. Watching him rub her pussy it was obvious she was getting wet. The look on the guys face told me he was about to shot his load. The buddy window close's, I hear their door open thinking it was.