They harden and swell. I kiss you over your shoulders, and slide one arm under both you breasts, as I begin to nibble gently on your ear.I feel you ha...ds moving behind you to grasp at the bulge in my wet jeans front. I gasp in ecstasy as you touch me. I turn you and kiss you hard and passionately on the mouth, my tongue probing for yours, melding us together, and joining us in soft pleasure. I have my hands on your ass pushing your hips into mine, crushing your soft mound to my throbbing. I moved over and sat on his lap, as if he was teaching me to pilot the boat, and he had his hard cock buried in my teen pussy. He shot his third load of the afternoon in me just a few minutes before reaching the resort, and I quickly wiped myself and got dressed. The last thing he said to me as I got off the boat was, “Just remember, Emma, you’re hot and sexy, and you sure don’t need to give your nice tits and pussy away for free.”I went home sexually satiated, at least for the day, thinking. "All right ... I mean it's not ... but what can I say?" I took the check. "What are your plans?"Mr. Bishop suggested he might head for Chicago ... John, the driver, would do as he always did ... drive back to Chicago alone. Captain Smith would take the 46 foot Chris Craft back to the Marina in Chicago and fly back to pick up the Burger."I need to buy a boat ... May I presume on your hospitality and beg a ride with Captain Smith to Chicago?" What kind and size?" I never liked motor boats. I have. The soreness between her legs was almost done healing with a little tenderness remaining but not enough to keep her from having sex. After a long night trying to sleep with her desires, keeping her awake, she needed to be fuck. When she knocked on the cabin door, suspecting to see Brad, but another guy answered it instead. He was a good looking man but not the one that she was hoping to see."I am sorry I must have gotten the wrong cabin. I am looking for Brad." You got the right one, and Brad.