She was dressed in a way that flattered her very well, but I don’t think she realized it. She was not entirely conscious of her beauty. She wore a p...ir of weathered jeans that were not tight, but not loose either. They showed shape while leaving something for your imagination to think about. Her shirt, likewise, showed off her torso’s general shape without making it neon-sign obvious what was there. It was there for the man willing to spend time looking.She wasn’t one of those women ashamed of,. Lovely girl always happy and who was pleased to be invited as we had been friends for a while at school. Now she was a lovely shaped girl mature for her age, well developed breasts, long hair and real c***d bearing type hips.First night we all slept well as we rounded the foot of the pensular at the end of both gulfsSecond night whilst the older folk were playing cards Marg and I sat on the upper deck talking and watching the men unload some cargo.Marg was wearing a fluffy jumper and tartan. ..as she puts the pink head of my pre cum dripping penis inside the beginning of her vaginal tunnel...” Uh”....Uh......”Ah” as she puts more in I start to feel the vaginal lube inside he making it easier for me to enter hearing her pussy lips make clapping noises as she sounds...” your wet...Uh.... Ohhhhhh. Shhhht...Your hard...don’t cum..., don’t cum....please don’t cum on it, I whisper inside the passage of her ears with my warm wet breath. Ahh I can feel you...I can feel him she says. Probably quite average, and Bibi is content with that).When she felt his growing hardness in his pants, she got excited, and pulled him into the bedroom, where she quickly pulled off his clothes and threw him onto the bed. She then got on her knees, and started sucking his half erect cock, with the intention of riding him to orgasm once he got fully hard. She wanted him to cum in her, after all they would be husband and wife soon, she thought. However, things didn't go as she had planned, and.