It was thick. It was curved like banana. And it was throbbing. I panted.But it was time to make my move in this lets-see-who-is-better kind of session... My bra was indeed soaked fully with my milk and sweat. He could make out my areola and nipples inside my wet sticky white bra even in that glimmering light from the oil lamps.I unhooked the bra and released my mammoth breasts. I was naked up from the hips. The Mangalsutra and a gold chain graced my cleavage. The gold ear drops were twinkling in. .ok, who could this be?! Could it be your ex or just a girlfriend you haven't spoken in a while? Without thinking too long you answer back."would love a drink, just need to know where im going so if you could text me who you are and where you live I will drop by a.s.a.p.!X"Within 30 secs she replies back and the address is just two block down from where you live. You still cant figure out who it is but hey, you will find out soon wont you.You start walking to the address and at the same time. 20 or 25 minutes later the barracuda was coming up next to the boat. Robert had grabbed a 2x4 with a handle carved out of one end. He had used this to pound the conch to soften it up. He called it a bruiser.As Cinnamon watched, she said, “Be careful!”She sounded a little frightened. The fish was now along side the boat.“Lift it’s head out of the water!” Robert commanded. I had about 6 inches of the fish out of the water, Robert hit the barracuda several times with the bruiser. The fish looked. He nuzzled his head into my neck, laughing softly after I had finally finished convulsing. "Either you were very ready, or I'm just that good. That was the quickest release I've ever seen." I laughed with him, my voice breathless and shaky, "I think you must just be that good, and enormously modest." I said. "Well, enormous anyway." he smiled down at me. "I guess you are just going to have to show me." I said. He looked at me with a mixture of laughter and lust in his eyes and said, "With.