Which left me plenty of time for some self indulgence. I let my hands wander, stroking down my body, feeling the curves of my full breasts and gently ...inching my nipples. My right hand continuing further down, leaving goose bumps across my torso, until it was hovering over my clit through the soft fabric of my underwear. Barely allowing my fingers to make contact, I teased my clit. Gently stroking back and forth as my mind conjured images of a handsome stranger whose only desire was to please. She felt the tip of my manhood touching her ass. “feels like you are ready for round 2.” she playfully said. “I think we should go back up to the house and continue.” With that she let go and swam to the ladder on the opposite side of the dock. I followed her up and went into the boathouse and got a couple of towels. I reached around her and started to dry her off. She raised her arms over her head and let me slowly rub her dry with the towel.Then I laid both towels down on the dock and laid. She adored dirty talk, she would beg me to call her demeaning names while doing naughty things. “You’re a dirty little slut, Jenny, a naughty little cock-loving slut. Your husband thinks you are such a good girl – a nice girl – but he doesn’t know your naughty secret does he? That you love to fuck, to take a big cock in your mouth and suck it. And naughtiest of all, you never swallow at home do you? Because he thinks that good girls don’t do that, right? But you’re not a good girl are you? Not. Two hours had passed, at this point I was literaly all covered up in cum, there were not even a single square inch of my entire body that had not received cum on it, I was all slipery. When finaly at 17h00, the last mens started to left, they were only one or two mens still putting their pants back on while a third one was still jacking of pointing his cock on me. My master got up and whiped my eyes so I can open them to see.-How do you love this up to now little slut?-I love it master! All.