She started pounding him harder and he was feeling so much pleasure. She was manipulating and controlling his body, using him and he loved it. He was ...troking himself but it was evident that all his pleasure was coming from his man pussy. She was slapping his ass now, hard, giving him sensations hed never dreamt of before. He could feel the head of that dick deep inside him in a place that forbidden and dirty and he wanted more. He could feel her thighs on the backs of his legs. She pushed him. "No hands? What then? Yes! My mouth. I leaned in closer, the drape ofher featherweight peignoir fluttering over my head and shoulders. Thelightness of the sheer fabric as it tickled my skin made me shiver. Inuzzled my face under the ruffled hem of her nylon baby-doll. Herbrunette forest of pubic hair glistened a shiny wet glow, twinkling inthe light from the table lamp next to where Grace stood. I gently,cautiously, tentatively, stuck my tongue out and tasted her. Mmmmm. I'dnever. I took a deep breath and Patrick slid the head inside. Heheld it there and asked, “Are you alright?”“Yeah, I Love you Patrick.” I said. He slide furtherinside. I could feel the rim around the mushroom headscrape the sides of my pussy as it tried to find the endof the tunnel. I felt each vein on his shaft as he pushedmore inside.Further and further he pushed until he was in as far ashe could go. I was shaking like an oak leaf during asummer storm so I wrapped my arms. We went aboard.“Okay, punkin, lesson one. Before we start the engines...”“Engine,” she corrected. “Only ONE.”“Wrong. TWO. Drive engine, AND the generator.”“But we don’t NEED a generator, right? I mean, batteries?”“Very good. How long do you think the batteries will run an air conditioner?”“I dunno.”“When you get interested in the answer to that, we’ll talk basic electricity.”“I’ll put it on my list.”In the engine room, actually a pretty generous compartment on this vessel, I showed her the.