"Much to my pleasure the person connect to the sculpted piece of art stood up and before me was a strawberry blonde beauty staring me straight in the ...ye. Her hair was the middle of her back, waved, and cascading down off her shoulders like a Celtic goddess. Her breasts though only slightly on the small side at a 'B' cup were equally on display through a low cut V neck shirt that gripped her body. The pressing of her incredibly pointy nipples through her shirt demonstrated her lack of brassiere. . before I could think, I was balls deep in this babe and fucking like there was no tomorrow. She was begging for more and cumming like a river was flowing from her tight, velvety pussy. Her sweet pussy was pulsing like a vibrator too ... and squeezing my cock like a cow-milker run amok!After two amazing and intense mutual orgasms, she collapsed in my arms. We kissed and cuddled for what seemed like an eternity. I was beginning to get antsy to get moving on my plan. I think Ibera sensed that. They chatted while the hung onto the catamaran.Adam couldn't hear them very well, but could see they were both nervous. Anna decided to swim a little more. She had to get away from him. She swam about ten yards from the catamaran and dived. It was deep. She had to get away. Down she went; as far as her lungs would take her. She saw something shiny; about forty feet from the surface. She wasn't sure what it was. "What a shame somebody had left metal trash her in the bottom of such a pristine. She lowered her hips and inserted the head of the massive tool into the canal, it was wet enough that the slippery sides offered no resistance and Mary plowed it in to the hilt, pulled it out and repeated the process several times. Nicole’s panting breath became glaringly obvious, her large breast were heaving up and down frantically as she tried to gasp for air with the onslaught of yet another orgasm, her eighth or ninth for the day, and it was still early in the morning. As Mary’s.