She thanked him and took the sunscreen, held it upside down above her ample chest, then squirted the bottle as hard as she could. The creamy, white li...uid splattered over her bulging tits and poured into her cleavage as she gave the bottle back to him and began to rub it in, squeezing and massaging her shiny, slippery breasts and looking him lustfully in the eye. Her hands slipped under her bikini as she rubbed sunscreen across her nipples, bringing them ever closer into Mr. Alba’s view but. I checked out all of the women. Of the ten three were in the mid to late fifties, three more were very much over weight, two of the remaining four were in their twenties and both wearing wedding rings. The last two were early thirties and attractive. One of then was blonde, about five feet five inches tall, big breasts and beautiful blue eyes. The other was brunette, five feet nine inches tall, average size breasts with a nice shape, and dark brown eyes. When the two of them sat down there was. I suggest heaving to now to take down a reef. What do you think?”“I agree,” she responded immediately, “and there’s a front coming up behind us, so I think shortening sail quite a lot would be good. I’ll take down the reef, if you like, since I’m dressed for it.”I couldn’t argue with the logic, though I would have preferred to do the uncomfortable and rather insecure job myself – some would call it the ‘martyr syndrome’. It’s one of those things like opening a door for a lady, or always walking. Once or twice I flexed my hand, squeezing her tit and producing a soft moan from her, even though I was sure she was still asleep. Eventually, I felt her pushing her rear back into me, rubbing my semi-hard cock in the crack of her arse where it had settled.“Morning,” she said, dreamily.“Morning.”“I wish...” She tried to turn her head to look at me but couldn’t move it far enough. Instead, she shuffled around to face me. She placed her hand on my cheek and said, “I wish I could wake up like this.