She was quickly taking me to the edge!Sensing the tensing of my body, she sat back up for a moment and took another sip of wine. She then proceeded to...kiss me, lightly at first, with delicate lingering pecks, and then progressed to deeper, more needy French kisses.Then, fixing her eyes on me, she started to gently stroke my shaft. It's funny, but I've come across very few women who know how to wank a man well, but Catherine was an artist. She lightly gripped the upper part of the shaft and tip. Tomorrow, we're sailing down the coast, so we'll pair up see how things go from there."The rest of the afternoon and evening was spent at the hotel's pool. The boys lounged around, played volleyball, and swam, all while wearing bikini briefs - assuming 'swim thong' wasn't the more accurate term - that were just flat out pornographic."Uh, Boss?" Zane sat on the lounge chair beside me. "Can I ask you something?" Sure." His swim thong was yellow and, stretched the way it was, it was transparent in. As she pounds at my face with her clit I suck to match her thrusts. Withone hand I begin stroking my cock again and with the other I reach up andtweak one of her tiny hard nipples. The muscles of her hot hunky chestquiver and spasm beneath my touch.Sex with her takes on a quality that is more like two men fucking than aman and woman, and I am absorbed by the incongruity of that because as Ilook up from my position of sucking her cock-like clit I see that hardflat masculine chest of hers and. ." Taya orders to her master as her climax nears. "Don't you dare stop!"Having been alerted about the show above, men and their dates pour out of a bar below. The curious, envious crowd now numbers in the dozens. They watch as Taya explodes in orgasm, her legs wobbling badly until she crumbles to the balcony floor, flat on her back.Ready to burst himself, and without a moment to think, Dave straddles Taya's body and erupts. A long stream of cum smacks the top center of her forehead and lays.