Her long brown hair cascaded down her back in beautiful waves. John knew how other men stared at her, and reveled in their jealousy.She leaned on him..., holding him, possessing him. They walked, not talking, just enjoying the night, block after block. John was so lost in his thoughts, reliving in his mind special times with Brenda, imagining what would happen later, he didn’t notice that they’d left the nice part of the city.“John, look,” said Brenda softly, snapping him out of his reverie.He. It took me a moment to realize he’d picked me up and was carrying me somewhere. Back to bed? No. He gently sat me down on the nearby wicker sofa, and spreading my legs, he knelt before me. When his tongue began to delve into my heat I fell back into the cushions, pushing myself against him. Oh, he knew just what I liked! I caressed his hair as he pleasured me, our eyes several times meeting briefly before a wave of orgasm would cause mine to involuntarily close. Biting my lip, I tried to remain. "We walked down to the galley. It was well laid out and had a gimbaled 3-burner propane gas stove with an oven. Nice. A granite counter-top was illuminated by lights mounted under the overhead cabinet. A four-foot granite-topped island jutted out from six inches below the kitchen's counter top. It serviced a bench seat on the starboard wall. "This bench seat and counter sticking out are going away. In their place I'm putting in a chest freezer. To make it look nice I'll have a carpenter cover. Rita was riding me hard and the sound of her big, beautiful ass slapping into my groin was all I needed to not push her off of me and leave like a gentleman. Eventually, I held her tight as she went into a series of violent, gushing orgasms that finally forced me to drain my rampant cock into her delicious tightness with explosive force and I grunted like an animal as I flooded her womanhood with my little swimmers searching for her waiting womb.We both fell asleep and were awakened by the.