I quickly withdrew my hand and let her settle on her back. Now with her legs outstretched, I could reach her pussy from the front. Again, my hand was ...own the front of her panties fingering her now moistening slit. It was a deliciously tight cunt; it excited me that I was probably the only other person to feel her so intimately. As I rubbed and penetrated her hole, Sandi moaned several times getting louder each time. I wanted to make her cum, to hear her soft moans of orgasm. I took a chance. In a few minutes Ingrid could smell the cooking veggies, or more accurately, the basting sauce. Steve poked and prodded them briefly and when he was satisfied, put on an oven mitt, picked up the strange vessel and went below. Ingrid heard the oven door open and close. Quickly back on deck empty handed, he sat down beside her, wrapping his arm around her. He picked up his wine from the table and offered the glass toward Ingrid. She met it with hers, lightly clinking them together. ‘To our lost. The last time was the best. As he was like that, he ran his hands up my ass and he got up to me in the air without taking him cock out of my pussy.I felt all my weight in my pussy and on her hands. Ludwig was holding me and letting me fall on his cock that was digging deep. But not only did he have the pleasure of sex itself. His hands while they grabbed me by the buttocks, He separated them and I felt as it also began to open my ass. In my anus I could notice how my pussy flows and a cold. I wondered around the table to her as she uncrossed her slender legs. I could see the excitement on her face. I knelt down in front of her, ‘do you test many people?’ ‘You’re the first,’ she whispered, her breathing deepening. ‘We’re not supposed to have sexual encounters, you see – not even away from the island.’ ‘How will you know if I’m any good?’ ‘I’ll know.’ I stroked her fine white nylon-clad legs with my face, feeling her heat, inhaling her perfume. Slowly I moved upwards as she slouched.