.Then the tension ratcheted up a bit. We knew where one another lived and worked. We could have just turned up and said hello, but we were strict.And ...e introduced another little tweak: we'd stay celibate for a week before we met. No orgasms, solo or with other people. No playing, no touching, no release...It was hell but it was good. It's been a long time since I genuinely felt frustrated and desperate for a totally kinky fuck.Then the evening came round that we were to meet. Phone calls were. She laughed, but I was serious. She put her hand on my chest and told me that she had slipped in after the tide went out and the MJ was firmly grounded. No risk.Lena fumbled in the duffle she'd carried out of the boat, and found a pair of metal mirrors. One she gave to me and the other she held behind me so I could see my back after she pulled my shirt off. Someone had painted a long diagonal purple, black, and blue strip about a foot wide on my back, and in several places I had minor. Enjoy them.”I did. In the process, she put her cunt right at my face. I nuzzled her belly, licked across her tummy and inhaled her scent. She had two free hands that reached down and spread her pussy out. I leaned in and she leaned forward. My tongue hit her clit and she cried a primordial scream so loud it surprised me.She was unintelligible, but I know I heard a, “Yesss. Yesh. Yesh!” through clenched teeth. She began to buck on me.We surprised ourselves that I was rock-hard and she was ready. I stopped moving. I turned her upside down, removed her bra and entered her again. This time I was a little merciless.She just came but I got an idea that I have to try so I entered her again. When I entered again, she shouted, “Dee, don’t be hasty. Stop for a while. Stop for a while.” I wrapped my arms from below and held her shoulders. Both my hands were locked on her shoulders. Perfect in and out motion can be achieved.I started moving. She said, “Hey, I said stop.” At first, I started slow.