At first she tried to get me to stop, but then she gave in. She knew she was a slut. By the time she whispered for me to take her from behind and th...n started rubbing her clit, I wasn't worried where she wanted me to cum, even though she cried after we were finished.The only other time I full on came inside a girl without her permission was with this one girl I wasn't really dating, more just hooking up with every couple of weeks over the course of a semester. She'd told me that she was on. He checked the course, and the track we would need to make good in order to arrive in Singapore after sailing over 2,000 km of mostly open ocean. The wind was favourable for making the track good, so daddy told the autopilot to steer for the first waypoint he had set in last night.The wind was coming from the north, blowing down from China. The jibs were on the left, or port side of our little ship, the wind coming over the starboard side, meaning we were on a starboard tack. The actual point. Then with a quick surprising move she was on her back and he was hovering over her. Smiling down at her, he said, ‘My turn’, which brought a smile to her lips. Moving down her body he found a hard nipple waiting for him. As his mouth closed around it and he began to suck she arched her back and moaned with pure animal pleasure. One hand moved down to the soft thatch of hair between her legs. As he sucked her nipple he slid a finger into her slit and found that she was wet for him already.. I could tell that if this kept up, if Marie stayed this wet, or got even wetter, her pussy juice would run off of Ken’s balls and onto the bed. I so wanted to see that! The idea that a woman could and would get so aroused, get so excited, get so wet, that her pussy juice would run down a man’s cock and balls, onto the bed, and make a puddle, made me wet, made me crave cock, made me ache with hunger for sexual release. I wanted to see that happen with Marie and Ken! I wanted to see Marie’s.