I’d rather be shagged out than drunk.Alice was already up and preparing breakfast. I could smell bacon and coffee on the go. The aromas were very ap...etising and I just wandered into the kitchen in my underwear.‘Go and get dressed!’ snapped Alice, ‘I’m not feeding you in that state.’I was getting a sense of her mood and where today might be going. She was wearing a robe, which went down to the tops of her slippers. Very practical but it had no sensual appeal at all. Maybe that was the point,. He smiled at her. “You weren’t to know.”“Thanks for coming to save me,” she smiled back at him, and stroked his knee.“I would always come to save you,” he stroked her hand, which she left there.Freddie was sitting on the rower’s seat, which was basically an inflatable compartment going across the floor, about two-thirds of the way along. He looked to see where the dinghy was gently drifting ... it was towards their audience on the yacht, and a bit faster of course with no keel and hardly even. Jennifer began violently bucking up beneath me as her orgasm began ripping through her body. I quickly thrust my mouth back down to her slit, and began thrusting my tongue inside her pussy as her sweet nectar exploded from her body. I moved my other hand down to rub at her super tender clit while I feasted hungrily on her throbbing pussy. The more I devoured her cunt, the more violently Jennifer thrashed beneath me on the bed. I was like a hungry wolf attacking his prey. I just couldn’t get. Sink. She went about her business and left me alone for the most part checking in on me from time to time but when she would leave I just couldn't help but investigate the treasure that was in front of me a pile of two to three nude nylons a teddy and a matching panty. For the most part I held it together and finished the task at hand but it wasn't easy. After I was done I cleaned up and headed out nervous and shy. She thanked me and then just grinned at me knowing what she had done. Later that.