Rach jerked, and her hand gripped my thigh underwater like a vise. I repeated the scissor motion, and Rach’s fingernails dug into my leg. I though... maybe I was hurting her; that her hand was telling me to stop, so I paused my scissors. Rach looked at me out of the corner of her eyes, and nodded almost imperceptibly. I returned to my motion, Rach’s hand released its grip on my leg, and slithered to my rigid cock. She didn’t stroke it; she gripped it like she had my leg. Having been hard. "I want your hands on me, Scott," I breathed, "and I want them to see it. I want them to see how my body responds to you. Let them see it."You murmured your approval in my ear, a deep near-growl of pure masculine pleasure as your hands cupped my breasts and lightly squeezed them. I reached up with one hand and pulled your head down to me, your hair slightly damp and smelling faintly of lime, fresh from the shower. You responded by stroking the tip of your tongue from just below my ear lobe down. However briefly... is sufficient for you.”Julia did not withdraw her mouth again. A comment seemed scarcely called for!“Oooooo... that’s lovely... lovely... ” gasped Melissa, beginning to ride fast again. The squelching sounds were clearly to be heard. She was literally shuddering with delight. Lust seemed to be filling her whole being.“A-Alright... alright... hhaahh... hhhhaaahhhhh... sh-shoot it to me... come on... hhhhaaaahhhhhh... shoot it!” came the half-wailing order.Jess relaxed his. "Not much else is," agreed Miranda with equal mirth as a group of people ran by with fire extinguishers, heading down the long slope to the pier, "Still, it's the fastest way to get anything to Porta Vista, I suppose." I've been there," her lover commented, suddenly very interested in the little candy skulls one of the venders was selling, "Nice place so long as you avoid the reef." So it is true then?" The giant tentacruel? Yup. It's true," Misty chuckled as Miranda got the salesman's.