She made a low moan like an injured child and slowly raised her head from Tommy's still slightly heaving stomach. She suddenly saw the sticky mixture ...f saliva and obscene white semen where her mouth had been, and she felt the weird new taste in her mouth, once more shuddering with degradation at what her own husband had forced her to do. Glancing surreptitiously up at his face, she saw that he seemed to be in a state of utter exhaustion with his eyes closed as if in heavy sleep. Fred Furness. It was really good, but it was just too hard to maintain the pace that I needed to be able to unload inside her. Orgasms weren't chiefly the cause of Laura's breathlessness any longer either. This time it was mostly from the burn of her lungs and thighs as she squatted on me. I rolled her over and began fucking her from behind on the bed. I think her exhaustion made her next orgasm her most intense yet of the night. At least that’s what her flushed skin and moans seemed to be telling. With my nose buried in her sparse brown hair I kissed the top of her pussy and licked as much of her wet lips as my tongue could reach. She sighed and somewhat awkwardly raised one foot up onto the bed granting me better access to her wet gash. She braced herself with one hand on my shoulder and the other holding my face tight against her cunt. As I licked and sucked on her hard clit I brought my hand around and slid a finger into her for the first time. I figured now that her cherry had been. ‘Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!’ I called out on channel 16. Our situation had just changed from a problem to dangerous. The response was almost instant, Coast gaurd, but at the coast, more than 80 miles away. ‘What is your situation?’ ‘Twenty-one feet. White over blue, canvas. Two souls on board, one male one female, in jackets. We lost our prop, anchor is failing, going into the dolphins.’ ‘Dress all line.’ Came the response. I knew this meant to let out all of our anchor line. ‘All is dressed, we.
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