“In front of the TV watching the Sunday footballgames,” said Vanessa.“He’s all man, with testosterone in abundance.”R...0;Then how did you whip him?” asked Lauren.“It’s all a matter of goals, plans and persistence,”said Vanessa. “If you girls would only applyyourselves, you could have things your way, just likeI do. But if you don’t know what you want, you’llnever get it.“I wanted a masculine husband, but I wanted to. She didn't seem to mind.She pushed up with her arms so she could drive back on my length forcefully and stick it in her deeper too. I had the energy to reach up to find her tits. I grabbed both her nipples and rolled them in my fingers.Emily moaned and pushed on my cock harder. I felt additional blood surge into my cock. I didn't know I wasn't fully hard until then. I thrusted up to meet her pussy. I gasped out with each wonderful full entry.Emily whimpered. It was obvious she tried to squelch. “Can I entice you to come over for a drink,” Bob called?“Sure thing, just as soon as we get wet, we will be there, Peter called back.” “What do you say folks, shall we get wet and go visit the neighbors?”Monica pointed out to the girls that ‘get wet’ was code for take a pee. Although the boat had a bathroom, or head, onboard when the weather was good and you were stopped, peeing in the ocean was the desirable thing to do. “One, it saves room in the holding tank, and two, it allows you to do. My mouth then moved to her neck and down to her now exposed breasts. Her nipples were erect with anticipation and my agile fingers and tongue were making her pussy dripping wet. We lay down on the bed, stripping our clothes off in the process. I put my head down between her legs. She let out a moan as my tongue lapped up her liquid. I licked and sucked until she was bucking her hips in approval as she came. She then got to her knees and took my dick in her mouth. I muttered, "Holy Shit Livy,.