I could feel the warmth through my boxers, the feeling of this girl I had fancied for so long here with me was almost overwhelming. I concentrated on ...making sure I didn't cum too soon. Our bodies were hot and sticky, we were both softly groaning and we got more and more turned on. The feeling of her soft pussy massaging my cock through two layers of cloth was incredible.I reached behind Amy and undid the clasp of her bra. Her boobs swung free and I caught a glimpse of the label of her garment.. I don't know where they got the power for it, but a rock-crushing level of hip-hop music blared over the straining outboard's grinding whine.I wished them past me. I wanted my solitude. I knew that soon I'd raise my sail and kill the little diesel engine that was motoring me along right now, and solitude would be the result. Speed? I was thundering along at six and a half knots and I could hear the water burbling in my wake.The party barge passed all too close. I saw one blonde head pop up,. “We practice gybing several times every time we go out,” she said. “It sounds more complicated than it really is. You would get the hang of it quickly enough; just do what I say, and everything would be fine.”“That’s the secret to a happy marriage,” Jack said, interrupting. “In any situation, just do what she says, that’s how I’ve stayed out of trouble all these years.”“You still manage to get into trouble,” Chris said. “Now, both of you have a good race, stay safe, and we’ll see you in Hobart. ”There was a sign for a turn off to Brook Creek Road. Mrs. Turner took it and said, “I hope to God that there is a real creek on the road.”There was and a scenic pull over too that looked as if it was never used. We were under some shade and a cool breeze helped. Her kid never woke up. We were just off the road far enough to give Mrs. Turner the courage to get out of the car naked. As she walked down into the creek I took pictures of her. She sat down in the shallow water and washed her face,.