On the boat, more punch was available, along with calypso music and a beautiful tropical breeze. The music was hypnotic. Diane looked absolutely smash...ng in a tight wraparound dress of silky slippery material that clung to every outline of her body, especially her breasts and nipples. After a rum punch, I looked around for Diane, but couldn’t find her. I wandered past the stairway to the upper deck and saw her standing near the railing. She gently took my hand and led me past very narrow. "Try not to apologize... for anything!" I murmur at him. "Do what you want to me – as hard as you want! Split me into halves if you need to! I ain't no snobby soccer mommy made of glass like your ex-wife."Darren gets somewhat embarrassed at that mention of his ex-better half as I take pride in my skills to tempt him more. And when he starts pounding into me in a slow and steady rhythmic course, he's sticking a great deal of himself into each long and deep thrust."Do you like that slut?" Darren. ‘Wave after wave of delight swirls rampantly through my body, nerve ends awaken and are now so blissfully alive, so vibrantly screaming for more, my body years, as my own hand slips downwards and under the tight black pencil skirt that I wear. I can sense cocks becoming hard, pussy’s becoming moist, excitement and desire building in the work place, no-one dares to breathe in case they ruin the atmosphere, the sensual orgasmic tension that is building. ‘Your mouth moves onto the second breast,. I hadn’t come so hard in ages. I was really looking forward to our next ‘chat’ as I started the engine and drove home. I wished that I had someone real to do it with though. I mean, masturbating was fine and all the better for having someone to share it with, but it wasn’t the same as a real cock… I drove home, I needed an early night as I had a lot to do the next day. *** I woke bright and early the next morning, had a light breakfast and did a few chores before I set off to meet my cousin.