It's one reason I wanted to come this way. My great-grandfather served in the Navy here in the first World War, and my grandfather died here when Roya... Oak was sunk early in the second World War. So I want to sail in Scapa Flow, and lay at anchor there, and ... sort of ... commune with the spirits of the place. You know, like we did in the Ring of Brodgar. I never knew them, but I hope they'd be pleased. Does that sound silly?" Not at all. And it shall be as you wish, God willing."We were nine. I made an excuse that the game is about to start, even though I’m not a football fan. I’m sure I saw a grin on that lovely mouth, but made for the couch to hide my straining erection. Chandra was keeping busy in the kitchen, while I tried to concentrate on the TV screen in front of me…the sexual tension was heavy by then, and I was sure that I wasn’t the only one that felt horny as hell. I turned to asked her to come join me on the couch, but stared mesmerized at the picture playing off in. She has three orgasms in a row, as I just pound away at her pussy. I can feel her juices run down my sack. I pull my cock out of her hole and replace it with my tongue, and I start to lap up her honey dew that is leaking out of her pussy.Her circuits are starting to over heat from all this sexual pleasure, and the overload causes her to have a monumental orgasm, which floods my face with all her juices. I move up and kiss her deeply and passionately, sharing her juices with her.My cock. But Caroline told Professor Striker she only masturbated, and had given me blowjobs.Professor Striker then asked her if she would be comfortable trying something else for the camera. That maybe she could unbutton her blouse, take it off slowly, and set it on the bed? Feeling trust with her Professor, and seeing no harm, Caroline did as asked. He was very impressed with what he saw. She had worn my favorite sexy push-up bra that night thinking she and I would have some action later. It was.