And she keeps grinding her hips on my now hard prick. In no time at all, she’s got my zipper down and she’s rubbing her jean shorts on it. “Ouch... that hurts you little a****l. I need something nice, smooth and warm to rub it on, not those jeans.”In a flash she’s up, down goes the shorts and she sits back on top of me. She straddles my dick and rubs herself on the whole length, he lips open up and she’s rubbing her clit on my pole, kissing my face all over while I’m grabbing her tits. Now folks,. The time to reef is when you first think of it. I thought of it. "Jenni!" Yes, Dave?" I want you to luff — to turn in to the wind so I can wind down a reef or two. Can you do that? If she falls away, just let her pick up speed and luff again. OK?" Okay, skipper! Now?" Give me a moment. Wait until I get to the mainmast." I could reduce the foresail, it's on a roller, so I did. I eased the mizzen sheet and ... changed my mind. Eirene is a ketch. That means she has three basic sails. A fore-sail. She grabbed two handfuls of his hair and guided the eager tongue to her quivering clitoris, moaning as he flicked it into full erection. She was so hot! She was only seconds away from cumming when he suddenly pulled away. He grinned arrogantly at her whimpering protest as he stood and began unbuttoning his shirt. Gretchen rubbed her horny cunt as he looked down on her, taking his sweet time. He was a cocky son of a bitch, but she guessed he had a right to be: God was he pretty! 6-foot-4. “Maybe my mom is onto something after all with all this nudie stuff!” Tom mused to himself.As Tom swam about he noticed a small wooden platform just out from the lake’s edge. It was anchored to the lake floor and bobbed about with the lap of the water but didn’t drift away. Tom swam over to it then climbed up onto the surface and rested there for a moment enjoying the full sensation of the air as it immediately began drying his naked skin.As Tom rested on this platform he became aware of his.