I moved my wet, throbbing clit in small cocentric circles against her,around and around and up and down. Sister Anne moved her legs fartherapart. allo...wing me closer access. My face rested on her heaving breastsand my mouth opened once again to her nipple, sucking and licking as Imoved against her large mound."Please Gloria, move faster, don't stop, keep moving against me", SisterAnne moaned, pulling me even tighter and bucking her pelvis up to meetmine. Her moaning was getting louder, I knew. When Wanda got back on board I let her know that her budget had just grown, and we'd appreciate some local specialties to give the voyage a bit of local flavor. She grabbed Carl and they headed out to do some damage. They came back with cases of spirits, sausages, fresh fruit and vegetables. Carl was hugging a great big goddamned flat-bottomed pan with handles. My curious look netted me a one word response--Paella! Ahhh, I understood.Everyone seemed to appreciate the changes to the vessel. It. She imagined how his face would look as he would probably be beating off. He loved watching that position in porno and would probably be even hornier watching her take that big black cock, causing her fat stomach and tits to shake seductively.“Oh well his loss,” she thought losing herself in the moment as she began to caress her tits and stomach.“Keep sliding it in deep,” she moaned feeling his meat swell close to explosion.Her partner picked up the pace slightly as he neared climax. She. Still, I made our date in the chapel right on time that evening and hoped the dip in the wooden tub had erased the scent of "Rains between Legs" from my privates after a liberal sprinkling of rose water below the belt. It must have worked just fine because my over-sexed widow turned her pretty back to the small altar and bobbed her head on my shaft with enthusiastic delight. I wondered if the two Indian girls over at Hidalgo's place had been taught enough about civilization to give a good blow.