I dove in with gusto and licked deeply inside of her.“Lucky! Ohhhhh, Lucky. Shit that feels soooo gah–!”I plastered my mouth over her drooling l...ve box and began sucking away on her clit.“Lucky…FUCK!”I became incredibly turned on by hearing my baby sis swear like that. It was a first for me! She continued to pant and groan as I nibbled on her clit, then inserted a finger into her pussy.“Oh god oh god ohgodohshiiiiiiiiit. That’s fucking incredible! Gooood dammit!”I smiled and slurped noisily at. We pause for a moment, letting my pussy adjust to your cock as our tongues continue to mix in our mouths. Your hands carry on moving in the same circles as you brush my hair. Eventually they stop and your hands begin to move down to my beautifully rounded ass. Gripping it tightly, you start to help me establish a rhythm of riding your throbbing erection. Each length, our mouths begin to move apart as I try to moan. My lips finally pull away from yours, and rapidly my head snaps up, letting out. "All right Tony. I get it. I need to dress like this with caution. 'Cause, I seem to keep causing problems tonight. Come on. Let's go. I'll head to the lab, and you go check in with Mike. We'll meet somewhere in the middle." Never. There is a movie for everything, Abby. And I've seen most of 'em." He grinned when she said he did a great Bond. Sean Connery's Bond was one of his heroes. Always suave, always sophisticated, a killer with the ladies. And the adventures he had in exotic places."But. We’re also making ninety miles of progress each day towards Key West. And on the second day... We have a marine band radio. Several of them, actually, one permanently installed in the pilothouse with an antenna stuck on top of the mast, and three handhelds. Lots of people call those ‘walkie-talkies’. They work on the VHF marine band, which is basically line-of-sight, so that antenna on the mast, way up over the water, gives it good range.It’s on all the time, too. We always monitor Channel 16,.