Jo held on to John’s ass pulling him deep into her body as he began to fuck her with a steady rhythm. John leant forward and put his tongue into h...s wife’s open mouth; they french kissed furiously as their oily bodies slapped loudly. John looked down at his cock as it pumped in and out of his wife’s foaming pussy; Jo continued to moan loudly with each thrust.John was just about to ask Jo to turn over so that he could fuck her doggie style when something caught his attention.In the shadows. Something was different tonight it the way she was acting,but I slid her panties down as usual and she spread her legs extra wide I slid the depends under her ass and she said " cream me up, honey." The spot was high up and on the inside of her thigh as I started to rub the cream on her she moved my hand to her hairy mound and held it there. Her legs were spread wide and the lips of her pussy were open more that usual a small amount of wet was on them. I was rubbing the cream on her spot when. There was the Captain, Jackie Morgan who was responsible for maintaining safe operation of the boat. She was 32 years old had her Marine pilots’ license and was a certified diver and boating safety instructor for the state. She wore an A typical sailor uniform from a fashion catalog. The pleated shorts were half way down her thighs, and fit her butt nicely. The top was a white shirt with blue striping tied in a knot just above her bellybutton. She wore a captains’ hat with her hair pulled back. His skin was bronzed, almost golden. I ached for him. I dropped my eye liner on the marble top and, watching Barry in the mirror, felt his hands lightly hold my upper arms. I saw him lower his head and felt his warm lips brush against the nape of my neck as his fingers stroked the smooth skin of my torso beneath my top. I tipped my head on one side and, crossing my arms over my chest, leaned back against his warm body. He kissed my cheek and his arms slipped around me. In the mirror I watched.