Anyways, on much convincing, we planned that I would go to her, pick her up, have dinner and then come to my home on 31st night and then celebrate New...Year together.Fast forward to the D-Day, Tanu called me at about 6 PM. I picked her up and we had dinner. She was wearing a black crop top, jeans, and shoes. In her casual outfit, she just looked like the sex goddess I dreamt of. I could see her cleavage begging to be kissed. Anyways, after dinner, we reached our home and closed the door.As it. "No. Really. The whole deck's giving you the eye."She leaned toward me and wrinkled her face and squeezed my jaw, pushing my cheeks together. "Aw, you're sweet. Keep talkin' to me, honey. Mmm-MM!"With several growls of the big engines and a cloud of steam, the ferry got underway. The boat cruised slowly down a half mile, narrow inlet. Soon I saw the channel open into a wide, endless expanse of sea. Sea gulls were everywhere, following in the roiling wake as the boat opened its engines and sped. Her breasts taste like they’ve never tasted before as I take her tits into my mouth and lick. I hear a grunt and look up to see her biting her lower lip, her eyes closed and eyebrows arched up from the pleasure I’m inflicting upon her. Sweet torture is the best. This isn’t dining, it’s becoming a sexual food fight, and soon we’re both covered with sauce, spaghetti, bread crumbs, and Italian salad dressing: faces, necks, shoulders, tits, asses, cock and balls, cunts, thighs, shins, feet, arms. My arousal was frantic now as the upped the ante. Harry smiled and said that he bet I had a tight trimmed pussy. I played along with the guys and replied that my pussy was tight and freshly waxed smooth! Mike whispered seductively. “I’d love to slide my cock up and down your smooth groove!” smiling as he watched me squirm.I was biting my lip with lust and excitement when Harry slid my skirt up. I eased up off the seat to make his task easier. He tugged at the waistband off my thong and I helped.