She knew I loved what I saw on her and let me have access to her. So, whatever her real intentions were, I had my fun to start with indeed."Oh, that's... good, Joan, keep doing that," she moaned with our lips together.Although, I had to yank my lips back to ask, "Are you fucking telling my boss about this?" No, are you ashamed to fuck me?" That's a question for you, or is your whole anti-lesbian persona a crock of shit?" The second one," she made clear, before grabbing the bottom of my uniform. She asked if I ever thought about her doing it with another man. I stumbled with the answer. Andrea said you do . I said well yeah. She asked if it was just a fantasy or if I thought I could actually handle her being fucked by another guy? I told her that I thought about it almost every day and I think I could handle it. She acted surprised about my answer. I found myself doing all the answering while Andrea asked all the questions. She asked if my preference was that he had a thick cock. I. I was taking it all in, trying to appreciate it as much as I could when the dolphins started swimming along side the boat.Dolphins are really playful and they love putting on a show for people.As we were moving they were swimming along side of us, and they would gather up speed and jump out of the water. They were reaching out and contacting us, and the more excited we screamed when they jumped out of the water, the more they did it. It was really fucking cool.I just felt like we were sharing. You don’t have any tattoos, scars or birthmarks to make you easily identifiable. No one will even know it is you.”He set down my phone and said, “When your locks open and you go home, think about it. My email address is on the email I sent you with the link. Just tell me not to and I won’t post anything.”He walked in close and ran his finger down my front from between my breasts to the top the lacings for my harness. “But if you like exposing your body to the world, I’m going to be back up here.