I was still in the water, she did have those magical powers, our bodies were truly melding. Then the gently undulating motion of the waves moved us up...and down together. Each rise and fall creating a separate peak of joy. The intensity of the shared pleasure we were feeling rising a little higher with each one. Unlike the previous evening, when she had ridden me so frenziedly, that time she was much less hurried, less demanding, and what we were doing together, more sensually satisfying. When. I said "Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." but there was no reply, only the sound of the door opening and closing. I couldn't understand what Tom was up to but I just lay here revelling in the after glow of a good fucking. Then I heard the door again, then hands on my hips, a cock entering my pussy but his time it was a fast and furious fuck. It got me going but I didn't reach a climax. The cock shot it's hot sponk into me, then withdrew. Then another set of hands, another cock entering my sloppy pussy.. If I deserve it. Yes, I understand. I will try to be good. I know it will be hard.”“Yes, it will be hard ... I will have to find somebody else to stick my ‘hard’ into,” I said. She grumped at that, she was very expressive despite the goggles. I tried to make nice. “Well, they won’t be as good as you ... Very well, as you were.”“Oh goodie!” she sort of happily squealed as she started the rain of kisses again. I moved to give her more of me in range. Normally I would not like this type of. We went there and parked the cruiser in front of the coffee house where many of the locals congregated, and went inside. The sudden silence was deafening. Tim walked through, shaking hands with the men he knew, and paused in the exact center of the room to say loudly to the proprietor, ‘Chris, let’s have coffee for everyone, on us!’ That language is understood in every restaurant and saloon in the free world, and it broke the ice. As everyone got his coffee fixed to his liking, Tim announced.