Tegan pulled away and turned over to face him, locking eyes with him meaningfully. She placed her hands on his shoulders and bade him lie on his back,...then rolled on top of him, trapping his cock between her thighs and moving down until he was nestled against her bald lips, humping him for a moment or two before bracing herself against him and shifting to an upright position, straddling him. Lifting her hips slightly she reached down between her legs to grasp him again and guided him inside. The only thing missing from his costume was that he didn’t have the Yacht Club’s crest on his shirt, instead he wore the emblem of the Bremerhaven Y.C. Approaching the desk, he flashed his Bremerhaven membership card and addressed the clerk.“Excuse me, young man.” Georg’s German-accented English and complex German-flavored syntax was flawless. “You have reciprocal agreement with Bremerhaven, do you not?”The white-shirted black attendant riffled through a booklet before replying. “Yes, sir. Of. She just lay there, panties halfway down, with Casey rubbing his dick-head against her skin again. Casey got pissed and grabbed her hand forcing it between her legs. “Make yourself fucking wet, cunt!!” He shouted, “fucking finger yourself!!” Amy cried but did as she was told. She pushed her fingers into her body and started to move her hand slowly and passionlessly in and out of her pussy. “That’s right, slut,” he smiled, “Play with your clit. Get that cunt nice and wet for me.” Amy. .. and it was driving me nuts. I pinched her nipple softly and heard her moan a little. The rock hard head of my dick was sliding over her clit and cunt opening, ending up sticking out three inches past the front of her cunt on my in strokes and I could feel the cap catch on her swollen clit as it slid back over it. It was making her quiver and secrete even more pussy juice. Her movements were matching mine and becoming more forceful. She was arching her back to push her clit down so it would.