I have this pain..." and broke out laughing, "History, my dear, is fascinating. Although mine has been painful and painfully misrepresented, we do get...on. The war in London is my history. Churchill, Winnie, you know ... used to pinch my cheek and tell me how pretty I was ... and then had the nerve to tell me my choice for a husband was unacceptable. I say, is there anything to drink?"Over libations, she settled into the leather couch and patted the seat, "Come tell me the story of this yacht. She didn’t stay still.She moved her butts back till she grooved my penis. My endowment was in extreme suffocation. I asked her to loosen a bit. She moved front on my belly and gave me a peck. She leaned back looking at me put her hands back. She removed the button and slowly unzipping.It was such a relief for my hard rock and also my eyes, such flexible queen she is. It was time to turn the table. I came up took off my pant and boxers. Now the penis is all relieved erect and throbbing. Before I. I don't want to get cold feet."That awful pun did something to Marilyn. She loved bad puns and it made her feel like she had known them both for a long time. After the appreciative groans, she felt liberated to enjoy herself.Jeanie leaned over to her and whispered in her ear. "I hope that you're getting off on this as much as I am!" Marilyn nodded."Hey! No fair having secrets!" Jim complained."I was just asking her if she had any music she could put on to have you dance for us to." Jeanie lied. My cock did not take very long to get rock hard, stretching its length along her now very wet pussy.I was flustered, and I was feeling very horny because she had never done anything like this before. We were giggling and kissing and I whispered and asked just how far she was going to go with this. With one very delicate and incredibly quick manoeuvre She gently rose up, took her hand grabbing my cock to position it at the lips of her pussy and sunk down her full weight onto my pulsing rock.