She knew exactly what she was doing and continued teasing the crap out of me."My pussy could use a good pounding but I think I'll let him butt fuck me...tonight, baby." she mocked as she spoke to her husband.Shit! She wanted me to fuck her ass. My dick began twitching at the prospect. My wife wasn't into anal and getting some ass for me was few and far between. I wanted to pound her shaven cunt but I could definitely go for some anal action tonight. He was taking it all in and he kept stroking. She must have had something like this in mind when she bought the business suit. The jacket was perfectly cut. It had a deep vee that accentuated the firmness and the comparative small size of her breasts. She was probably around a 34 B and it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Three buttons held the jacket together with one side securely overlapping the other from about nipple level all the way to the bottom. The jacket was long enough to cover her butt and the tops of her stockings;. She kept a low profile as she cut through the water, then extended her arms, pushing the water past her, her legs propelling her faster through the water. Every third stroke, she went up to take a breath. She came to the wall at the other end of the pool, flipped forward, and kicked off the wall, slicing through the water, then coming to the surface, swimming faster and kicking harder, performing the swimming equivalent of sprinting to the finish line. When her hand hit the wall, her head came. From there we turned south-east and worked our way towards the western end of the big island. While I didn't expect any trouble I still proceeded with caution. As we moved towards the island I got Felicity on her grav bike and had her fly reconnaissance for us. I figured that the onboard radar on her bike would provide us with ample warning if Wang set sail from the cove where he was anchored. The reason why I didn't expect any trouble was because of what had been included in the intelligence.