I looked around and there was a woman that I had noticed looking at me while I was on the beach. She smiled and I smiled back invitingly.I continue to...plunge my tongue into Sasha wet pussy licking and tasting the bitter sweet flavor of her juices and twittered when I felt the third party tongue licking me slowly from my ass into my hole and closed over my clit. I pushed my pussy closer to her face as I felt a surge of sensations building way up in my spine. Her tongue felt so fucking long and. I stood up and, hard cock pointing the way, swaying and bouncing in front of me, I joined her. Side by side, skin to skin. “Where, which fish?” I asked. “Go behind me and look over my shoulder.” It was a tight space on that walkway around the side of the boat. And for the first time I held her as I moved and stood behind her. I held her slim, soft, waist, my legs between her spread legs, my cock brushing her ass. I leant forward trapping my rock hard rod between my stomach and the top of her. " He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin.Mike was my best mate, but he was a damn prick sometimes. Later, after the consumption of a behaviour altering amount of alcohol, Mike said, "My mum said she fancies you, even your ginger hair(laughs), she said her heart thumps whenever you come round to our house." Jeeesus Mike!" I quipped. "You're fucking k**ding me" Nope. We had a heart to heart discussion last night, she never usually discusses anything like that with me. To be honest mate, I thought. She frequently made it a hobby to poke around my things. The paint was four months old, and fading fast. It was a woman, thin and tall with just a small shred of color wrapped around her."Who's this?" Nobody. Just a model."She seemed satisfied, leaving my house with a beaming smile, and a promise to call.Martha lived in the room opposite mine. I knocked on her door. And hearing no reply, I opened and entered."Martha?" I'll be there in a sec, plant yourself in the TV, will you?"I couldn't find.