......In keeping with our normal routine we anchor for lunch and a swim in a bay at the top end of the island of Meganisi. Being October the bay is qu...et so we skinny dip, splashing each other and shouting like teenies, before climbing back on board to shower on the stern prior to eating. As is our normal routine the shower involves soaping all crevices, just in case we get frisky later!!A bottle or so of Pinot is soon quaffed and Sue, unusually, knocks back a lot getting decidedly squiffy.. The tea was delicious with a light raspberry aroma. I inhaled it deeply, felt the warmth of the cup with my hands. All of my senses have escalated. Then I got up from the chair, aunt Rebecca raised her smiling eyes to me; she just brought the cup to her mouth. I went up to her and held out my hand, sliding into her neckline. Gently and confidently ran my hand over her left breast, under the bra, ran my fingers over her nipple. I did not hesitate at all before doing this, now I was already as if. He didn’t move but a soft sigh escaped his lips. I raised my head to look into his face and he smiled down on me. It was all the encouragement I needed, so I pushed my hand up to his inner thigh: on its way up, it met Dave’s dick and took hold of it. Hidden to the eye, his cock was not hard yet, but had started to grow, I could feel its warmth and softness, the foreskin covering the head, and the balls hanging down. It didn’t need any motion on my part, the feel was all it took to make it. Anything to achieve the orgasm she wanted so badly. He reached over her and said, “Now remember what I said, pet.” With that he removed the tie from her wrist and turned for the power cord on her other one. He hadn’t even completely turned before her hand shot down between her legs and started rubbing her clit frantically. Before he could stop her, it was already too late. Her head shot back over the back of the chair and her back arched as her whining turned into a guttural wail behind the.