The boat was tilted up on its side, and the men were wearing only boots. They seemed to have an aversion to getting their feet wet. The “captain” ...houted. The two men walked into the water, a hand on the boat.The man forward, shouted something and looked at the board, the opening, and the rock that was shoved into it. He struggled with it for a moment and then fell backward into the water. He shouted something, then disappeared into the water. It was as if he was dragged backwards into deeper. He has this habit of curling his upper lip back to expose his teeth. It's supposed to be a sign of canine intelligence but I reckon Magic was the exception that proved the rule.It was a dull, dampish morning with curtains of rain sweeping across the flat grey sea. All the rain seemed to be falling a mile or two offshore so we were spared a soaking. Even so, the damp was penetrating and with it came the cold. We were glad to be back in the warm and we shook out our coats and settled ourselves by. "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard." He slowly slid his cock in the rest of the way. "Oh, your cock is all the way in my pussy. You fill me so good. I love having you inside me." He started thrusting. "Mom, your cunt feels so tight. I love being inside you. Feel my cock as it slides in and out of your pussy." Oh yes baby, I can feel your cock in me. Kiss me while you fuck me." We kissed extravagantly. Our lips and tongues working over each other. He sucked my lips into his mouth. I absolutely love. “Are you sure?” Angie pressed.Joy stayed silent for a moment and then replied.“I think I might be getting a little turned on,” Joy replied.“That’s normal,” Angie replied. “The massage is stimulating your adrenal glands. Just relax and enjoy it.”“I’m trying,” Joy replied, “But it’s just that you’re so damn good and very erotic.”I watched as Angie slipped her fingers closer to Joy’s love box. Joy simply buried her head into the folds of her arms.Joy’s breathing became more pronounced, the closer.