My pussy becomes incredibly wet all over your fingers and also very tight. I moan as you finger me and bite my neck. I'm just able to control myself t... rub your clit. I rub my index finger against your wet, warm pussy lips. I slowly and gently slide my finger inside you. You gasp, grown and moan. Your virgin pussy clamped tight around my finger. You stop biting my neck, my legs still shaking. "Are you ok, Mistress?" I ask you softly. "Mmmhmm, yes." You say shyly. I slowly finger you and you. As we walked toward where the party boat was moored we heard the police.“I’m sorry, but neither of you will be allowed to drive tonight.”“Are we supposed to leave our car here and take a cab? I need the car in the morning.”“Talk to these two guys over here. They can help you.”I know what was going to happen. For $40, of which Mitch would get $5, one of the guys would drive their car (with them inside) to their hotel. The other guy would drive the first guy back.We entered the ship just after. On the one hand her relationship with Chris blossomed. Even though she knew it could not last forever the two had grown close, closer than she had ever been with Randy. They shared not only a bed but a life together. Their laughter often filled the small trailer and each cherished the other's company whenever they went out. Marsha had come to adore his warm smile, his quick laughter and his thoughtfulness, something she certainly could never have attributed to Randy.Of course they were discrete. You do exactly what you’re told within those ground rules. Do you agree Kim?”“Yes Sir .”“Good girl. Now all we have to do is turn on the interior light “and he did just that. As he did he pulled her towards him and kissed her, God she loved the way her kissed her , he made her feel like his possession.“Did I tell you what a sexy little slut you look tonight “ he whispered in her ear as her started to unbutton her blouse and ran his finger tips over her nipples through the thin fabric of her.