Returning to lips and tongue as my main weapons, I made my way slowly down that lovely leg, finding it harder and harder to maintain contact as I once... again approached her junction. By now, both legs were raised and widely spread as Amanda offered herself to my tongue. Before accepting the invitation, I took a moment to give the tender flesh of her inner thigh a quick, sharp nip.Her reaction this time told me just how close she was to her peak. I knew she wouldn't last much longer so I decided. Chloe grabbed her favorite lip gloss adding a fresh coat to her full lips, playfully winking at her own reflection before dancing out of her bathroom in nothing but a pink lace thong and cropped t-shirt. Chloe was a spitfire natural red head, she had been a dancer from a young age and it showed in her well toned body and long limber legs. She was beautiful and knew it, she wasnt above using her feminine wiles to get what she wanted, it was said, more whispered than not, that she had no shame.. Are we going by boat?”Marie laughed. “No, we are using kayaks made for fishing. Are you good as you are?”I looked down at my shorts, T-shirt and flip flops. “Yeah, I guess so.”She jumped up, “Let’s go!”Down by the dock two kayaks were tied to a structure and I leaned the fishing rod Marie had given me against it. She undid some cord and then together we lowered the two kayaks. They had comfortable looking seats, rod holders, a small cooler where we put our water bottles and some cookies to keep. You feel weak as you feel liquid trickling down your side from your breast, then soft female lips find yours, a tongue is swift to follow and you taste the sweet coppery taste of blood. Your alarm is lost in the waves of pleasure you feel rising from your sodden wet womanhood. Hands tease, fingers press as you are brought gracefully closer and closer to the peak, held on the edge you gasp for breath, gasp for life as you feel your life's blood leaking from your body and as that moment of panic.