.. we didn't stop.The boats came out of a small bay in far western Cuba close to ... the ... marina, probably 40 kilometers west and north of La Fe. C...ba had no military presence that far west ... the Army was fighting Castro in the south.Big, powerful, Cuban Navy Auxiliary launches armed with a 20mm foredeck rapid-fire cannon, two .50 cal Brownings in dual mounts were beside the conning station. At the very stern, there was a 40mm Bofors. They looked very like WW2 Elco Patrol Torpedo boats.But. It just looks unhealthy to me. She had long, blond curls, although her natural color was a dark red. She only colored the hair on her head, saying that anyone who saw any other hair she could be honest with. She normally kept any other hair shaved, so the freckles were the only clue. She set the book across her ample breasts and looked at me. "Hey there," she said, looking from my face to my crotch and back again, "I see that I still turn you on." "Always," I said, the back of my mind screaming. Adam must have felt it too because he backed off a little, moving his lips from mine then kissing me on the neck and shoulders as his hands continued their welcome journey over my tingling flesh. It worked well; I began to relax a little more and could feel Pete’s tension reducing too as my new lover’s attentions became less emotionally and more physically intimate.Adam held my arms by my sides as his lips moved over my body, from my shoulders to my arms to the back of my neck; the heat of his. I reached up and felt her cunt and found she was still dripping wet.I positioned her on the bed facing the dresser mirror. I wanted to watch her face as I penetrated her pussy from behind. Grapping my cock, I slid it between her waiting lips. I watched her reaction on the mirror as I pushed it all the way in her tight wet hole. I started pumping in and out of this beautiful senior woman as I watched her reach up and play with her clit. I rammed my hard cock into her dark hole as I watched her.