He held her tight against him, her body still orgasming as he pushed even deeper into her until gradually, her shuddering ceased and she lay comforta...ly on top of him exhausted, her head pillowed on his chest, hands softly stroking up and down her back as their breathing returned to normal and his cock slowly softened inside her. Softly, she whimpered as his now flaccid cock slipped out of her and slapped wetly against his thigh, coated in their combined fluids and his fingers slowly explored. Still, we found ourselves running downwind towards them while they rowed upwind towards us. Haven’t we already done this once? And how long would it take for their rowers to get tired? I asked Jono about that.“All day, probably. They are used to rowing all day, every day when there is no wind. Besides, they probably have a hundred men who can take over if needed. They won’t get tired enough to make a difference here.”“Yes, but can they change out their rowers while they row? Surely that would. ." I don't care do it this is your punishment." he yelled.He spreads his legs showing his hairy asshole.I was sick to my stomach , he grabbed my head and forced my face into his ass. It smelled horrible, " lick it now Nuffy." as he rubbed my face in his ass.I sucked it up I put my tongue out and started licking his asshole. It tasted awful I could barely breath I wriggles my tongue around his dirty hole as he stroked his cock over me. I could hear his breathing fasten as I licked his ass. "One thing about the Impala, it was easy to spot, so once we left the first guy bogged down at a stop light the second car had no trouble picking us up again. And of course, seemingly everyone's favorite backup these days, the guy on the motorcycle, covered the interim. After a little more time, we confirmed there were actually two motorcycles; a guy in blue and white leathers on a crotch-rocket and a big, hard-core-biker-looking guy on a Harley. Good cover actually; no one would expect a bike.