At that moment, neither of us were worried, for after my initial quick release, the next would be memorable.My senses finally returned while my Slave ...icked my wilted cock slowly, savoring every intimate touch. Our craft was almost upon the shore north of the cluster of rocks I had been aiming for.Well, rather than fight the waves back out, I simply grounded the zodiac up onto the rocky beach. I doubt if my Slave even noticed that we had beached yet, and I had to lift her face by her chin to. ” She opened up her arms.“With pleasure.” Jake said, putting the bottle of water down next to the stove before approaching her, where he took her in his arms and shaped to kiss her.“I haven’t washed or cleaned my teeth yet, Jake.”“Don’t worry, I have and I don’t mind one little bit,” he proceeded to give her a toe-curling kiss that almost made her faint.Sunday was a much nicer Spring day, cold and breezy but bright and sunny. They managed to walk up one of the smaller hills before setting out. I couldn't even speculate on what had really happened.Later I lay in bed in a pleasantly drowsy mood and thought about Jack and that kiss. It wasn't really a kiss but it had been more than anything else in the two years since Billy had died. We had a whirlwind courtship, meeting at the beach on the small island of Coronado in San Diego, right after he finished jump school at Fort Bragg.Three months later we married in Fayetteville, and a month after that while I was still getting settled into. “This sucks,” he told me as we pulled into one of the three dealerships I owned in the area.His parents were let in on the deal and had already picked out their new cars. They provided a list of the models and packages he could choose from. I let the eighteen-year-old saleswoman talk him into doing test drives on each of the cars his parents said he could pick from for his car. For safety reasons, we couldn’t ride with him.I walked around the lot with his sister on my shoulders. She seemed to.