"I'll wear yours you wear mine and we'll see how we look." I draw the line at bras," he stated. "Nylons too." Baby, you have nothing up there to fill ...y bra out. Unless we roll up some socks and put them in there. But you're too full of chest hair and wouldn't look very good." I agree to that." Well what are you waiting for? Put them on." You'd better have mine on when I get out. By the way, where is the bathroom?" You go to the basement, and it's just off the kitchen door," she smiled."I'm not. Something had triggered in him, and he was feeling so much more for that leggy redhead than just infatuation and lust. It was desperation to call her his - to be able to actually say she was his girlfriend. They had kissed, and that had to mean something.Tossing his towel at the drying rack, he began peeling his clothes off. Ever so carefully he removed his t-shirt, reverently laying it down by the sink and running his fingers tenderly over the splatters of Suki’s blood and smiling to himself. Ingrid lifted the port side bench top in the stern and removed four flat cushions and set them in place around the stern. Steve was back with two glasses of wine which he set on the dash. He went below again and returned with two sturdy teak folding tables that he set up near the stern, covering them with dark green fitted table cloths. The cloths had the MO monogram stitched in white at the corners.He went back below deck while Ingrid placed the wine on one of the tables. She took a sip from. In fact, as her body was now higher in the air than my crouch, my cock entered her pussy a little bit from behind. When I beat my body hard against hers, my balls swung back and forth and occasionally hit her delicious butt cheeks. I held her firmly in place this way and rode her hard, sticking my huge cock deep inside her with every stroke. Beating my body hard against her soaking wet pussy gave out load smacks. Jen's facial expression was contorted, her eyes firmly closed, her mouth wide.