With a final heave of the oars Harriet drove the keel high on the sand. Silent, they stepped on to shore and, for but a moment, stood irresolute. Then...she who was chained was clasped fiercely. Lips met and clung. They could not speak. There was no need. All had been said. To speak now meant tears. Neither wanted them. They had agreed on what to do. The embrace ended, Dorinda turned and strode with purpose towards the trees. Harriet turned the dinghy and rowed towards the ship. Neither looked. Greg was watching TV in the living room, and I waltzed in, only glancing at him briefly, and settled down on the opposing couch. “Still mad at me?” he asked, eyes studying me from head to toe. I gave him a brief look, like he was barely worthy of notice, and turned to look at the TV. “Fine then,” he grumbled, sinking lower in his seat. He kept glancing at me though, and when I was sure he was watching, I shifted my position, bringing my legs up and around so they were curled underneath me, and. John grabbed her hips as she came down and positioned his cock. She pushed herself all the way down on him. Then she began to ride as she looked at Tracy and began to pinch her nipples.Tracy once again found her eyes locked with Nicole’s. Just like the night before as her dad ate her pussy. “How’s my son’s dick feel,” Nicole asked her.“Amazing. How’s my dad?”“Fucking wonderful.”They watched each other fuck as Tracy rubbed her clit and Nicole pulled on her nipples. “Oh fuck,” Chris suddenly. ‘Sorry,’ I said staring into her eyes. She sipped her coffee with downcast eyes, then lifted her head taking a deep breath. ‘Tell me Jim, are you seeing anyone new these days? ‘Sadly not,’ I answered. ‘I had one date as it were since Cora left. I think I did it out of spite or revenge or something. It wasn’t going to go anywhere.’ I knew what she wanted to know. I could see it in her face. Did we have sex? I wondered when the last time Julie had sex. I wasn’t going to go there. After a moment.