Ogling me, making remarks, “accidently” touching my boobs and slapping my bum as soon as we were on our own...ever since I was 13!”“Well, you ...ere quite well endowed by then, weren't you?....I've seen the pictures!”“It's not funny, Mike. Well, it wasn't then, I can assure you! And he still undresses me with his eyes every time we go to see him. That's why I never go to see him on my own. The last time we were there, he followed me into the kitchen and stroked my arse. I gave his hand a good. She was hissing like a snake I buried my face there her hand pressed my face to that honey spot. She was becoming wet and wet.I was always dreaming for that sweet cunt and it was here for me to explore, to suck, to bite, to taste and this thought made me almost mad. I grabbed her by the buttocks and pulled her closer. I now turned my attention to the forbidden area.She opened her legs wider to have full access to my mouth and finally I tasted what I’d waited for all of my life.Her pussy was. A wet, pale, human corpse.No, not a corpse.It moved.She watched in slow horror as the pale form twitched.“Help,” it rasped, still face down on the deck. She’d heard a man with punctured lungs try to talk before. That’s what the person laying on the deck in front of her reminded her of. The sound was wet and forced. Every tiny hair on her body prickled at the sound.An arm shot forward and slapped the deck, pushing, lifting. The head raised awkwardly, starting from the shoulders with the weight. He slowed as the material started to fall away from the second pussy he'd seen today. He ran one finger down from the top of her crack, stopping to swirl around her rectum a few time. He was a little startled to see it open invitingly. "I'll have to fuck that sometime," he thought. His finger continued down and encountered the rearmost part of her cunt lips. Even there it was moist. There was no hair to obscure the view and he used an second finger to open Eva's pussy further. "We came out of.