The little paddle was no match for the wind and the currents and Angie was at the mercy of nature’s peccadilloes.The change in direction of travel s...arted slowly, imperceptibly. The little craft began to move slowly on a flow tide but then an undertow had the dramatic effect of pulling the inflatable this way and that. The sea frothed and foamed and the raft spun and rolled in the breakers. Angie was spun overboard and sank beneath the swell. Angie could not feel the sea bed and the surface was. In three months, Missy began to show her advancing pregnancy. She tried to describe for Bill the changes in her body that she knew would take place from her past experiences. She knew that like most men, Bill would probably find her even sexier as a knocked up mother-to-be and she was so right. Bill took Missy the night she told him "they were pregnant" and he fucked her three times before he was finished. He told her he wanted to fuck her all he could while she was still not that advanced in. And then she came to him. Insinuating her narrow hips between his legs, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him, long, hard and deep, using her tongue to probe and titillate. After some moments, she broke the hiss and trailed her tongue across his jowls to his ear. Her tongue lashed out, the tip of it drilling into his ear and running in little circles around it.She whispered, "My darling, Clay."The older man set his drink down on the bar and reached for her, grabbing a churning buttock. “Two main reasons, really. He explained, “One is that I travel a great deal of the time and that’s just not fair to a woman who I make a commitment too.”“And the other?” I asked, now really intrigued.“I have certain requirements of My women.” “Go on” I asked.“For one,” He explained, “She needs to able to accommodate me…. All of me.”“I see” I said, sounding somewhat defeated.“And I don’t mean only physically,” He added, as he searched for the right words. “What DO you mean?” I asked.“I have a.