“Hold it...” Her voice is still low and melodic. “Perfect ... Now relax and release. Relax and release. Take a deep breath ... hold it ... relea...e.”Nicole hadn’t exactly expected this. It is strangely humiliating to be told to spew your bowels all over the place while you are lying face down. But the liquid releases into the towels as her muscles and hang-ups give in to the instructions of her Mistress Avery.Nicole pushes out the rest of it, clenching herself as she finishes. Her upper cheeks. Thankfully Ben was more than ready to get some of her pussy.“Come on, man. Let me get some of that fucking pussy.” He groaned, pulling his wet cock from her mouth. She held it in her hand and slapped it against her face.“Ungh, fuck! Just wait. I’m almost there.”“No fucking way. I’m not taking sloppy seconds.”“Boys! As I said, I have another hole. MMMM Wyatt, why don’t you do me in the ass while Ben fucks my pussy.” Wyatt took a few more minutes but eventually pulled free of Missy’s wet hole.. But it didn't slow me down with Emma. "Mmm, oh, yes, that's good, Herb, push hard, honey, deep, mmm, oh, just push in while I…" and she started wiggling back and forth as I pushed and pushed. "Oh, yeah, mmm, that's good, mmm, right there, right there, yes, yes, ohh, ohhh, uuh, mmm, mmm," she groaned as I began to stroke back and forth once again. It just felt so good. Her tight pussy was getting me close, really close, as I felt those familiar tingly sensations in the tip of my cock triggering. Second, we were sheltered to some extent from the winds of the North Atlantic by the bulk of England. Third, both boats were running with the swell and staying more or less in sync with each other as they crossed the waves. All that said, however, I wouldn't have wanted to attempt the leap from the old fishing boat to the deck of their 'pleasure' craft!The two of them made it look easy. Jun held their boat steady with the remote while Sun jumped lightly from the rail of 'my' boat to land in a.