I’ve never been down that way and the scenery was just awesome, the weather was perfect and I couldn’t believe the water - fresh water that was cl...an and warm ... beats salt water any day.The boat was speedo friendly, and Kip and I weren’t the only ones to wear speedos pretty much the entire time.Here are the speedos that I took with me: my black nylon Corka’s, my Aussie flag Turbos, my black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos and my red Arena speedos. The photos below are near where we tied the boat up. I straddled him and put his cock into my bald pussy and rode his hard cock. Jennifer squatted over his face and moved her pussy up and down. Jason was licking at Jennifer’s wet pussy. He was tongue fucking her really fast. “Oh Jason, that feels so fucking good. Your tongue is really amazing. Fuck!” I was riding Jason’s cock. I was squeezing my breasts together, while I rocked and moved over his hard cock. Jennifer leaned into me and we were kissing deep and passionately. “Let me hold your. It seems as though the caretakers of the property are very trusting of their guests. We walk in and find ourselves in the back room of the church. Surrounded by black and white photographs of the old community, we gaze at old newspaper cutouts and maps that have been left on display for those who wanted to learn more about the community that once thrived in the area. It seems that a group of volunteers has been caring for the church and its property for many years, holding an annual remembrance. I glanced in the mirror one last time. I’d gone with a knee-length skirt, black tee, and topped it off with a white cropped jacket; it was simple, but it should suffice. Traffic was pretty clear, a gift from the gods of Boston I suppose. About halfway there Claire turned the radio down saying, “So, the reason I invited you is that I wanted to introduce you to the singer. Her name is Ophelia. Great voice and she’s definitely down if you know what I mean.”“What?” I asked.“You know. The whole.