What could I say? ‘I think I want my horny little pussyboi should be my lesbian slave bitch – but I’m going to have to get changed first. You l...e on your stomach right there with your eyes closed.” She was serious – I couldn’t believe it. She went into the walk-in wardrobe, while I turned over and waited for her. God, it was worth it. She wore a black boned corset, matching bra and rumba knickers – all finished with red lace. Her black stockings were opaque. She looked incredible. She. I’m quite a ways a way from her steering in the cockpit (ever wonder why they call it a cockpit) but I can see her moist lips opening for me. She sure knows how to drive me crazy… I see another boat on the horizon coming towards us and I slowly steer towards it. Anne turns over on her stomach but keeps her legs open for me to enjoy as the boat gets closer. Just before the boat is broadside she turns over again and gives 2 couples on the other boat a full view of her delights. I’m standing at. I walked up behind her and pulled her back so my erection was against her ass. "Hello to you to" she turned around and gave me a quick kiss. I pulled her towards the dancing and took of my shirt. We danced for a few before I grabbed her hand and lead her out the house. We walked 4 blocks back to my house stopping every few step to make out. With a sexy smile she sat on my bed. "pants off.'' wasting no time I quickly pulled and kicked them to the side. Before I could get them off good she was. She’s weak now, helpless, but her teary eyes are so vivid with emotion. Green irises. Eyes upturned slightly at the end, almost cat-like. High, model-like cheek bones, and yet a baby-faced girlishness. She tries so hard to see who I am, to understand what’s happening. But her body is giving out, her vision blurred. I continue down her arm, god she’s so delicious. Pinning her hand to the pillow above her head, I expose her armpit. Perfectly shaven, pure, practically flawless. The skin is paler.