The yacht, now less then half a kilometer off his starboard quarter, was shooting off the crests of twelve foot waves and surfing down the faces of fo...ming swells into troughs so deep that the man lost sight of the white hull from time to time, but after a moment’s pause – a pause measured in thundering heartbeats – he would see the yacht blistering up the backside of yet another mountainous wave, the man behind the wheel shouting in triumph. The yacht was, the man saw, being pushed well beyond. She did, Carol was nervous and said she had never done this before, Mark said she looked like she was fun to fuck, made her turn around and spread her asscheeks, and made a comment about if she liked it up the ass. She didn’t say anything, (probably didn’t want to take it up the ass, she’s only done it a few times with me). She had to pee (she always has to pee when she gets nervous) and Mark said he wanted to watch her. While she went, he made her start stroking him again. After she wiped, he. Her soaked clothing had him in a trance. He, for some reason, wanted into those pants as quick as possible. Was he under a spell or something? The sound of tearing cloth was heard. His shirt lay now in a heap on the alley floor to reveal the chiseled and coiled body in which he possessed. Her hands made roaming against his back, her body writhing in pure pleasure as he made the teasing nibbles to her neck. The wetness of her center was getting more and more damp as he slowly slid a hand within. We all left for home, which was only ten minutes away.Kalista was leaning into me, and Claire and I held each other’s hands as we got home.After helping my girls out of the Suburban, I went up to Sarah and thanked her and Mom for their help getting things done.“Everybody keep what you have got on, on. Michael and his people will be here within the hour, take it easy and sit back. After they are gone, we’ll all ‘change into something more comfortable’ and do some more rehearsal with the newer.