My flesh opened up to reveal my excited clam.I stroked my folds as I watched the man pleasure his fisherwife.The woman's moans were muffled, but full ...f pleasure. She sounded as sweet as any mermaid crying out in bliss. The fisherman knew how to please her. His fingers were so deft as they stroked through her folds.I fingered my self, pumping my digits in and out of my greedy hole. The salty flavor of the man's seed was so strong in the water. I just had to flick my tail a few times, and I. Space enough, she thought, for him to fuck her.Jane entered the cubby first, she immediately grabbed Matt’s crotch and started to feel his cock and balls. After looking up and down the platform, and noting that there were only a few people waiting for the trains, he started to kiss Jane passionately. He then felt his zipper open and Jane’s hands were inside his trousers and tugging at his shorts. Tugging wasn’t the correct word, he thought, she was yanking them from around his cock, desperately. .." Well, I never attracted a woman with my face hanging out there. You can draw any conclusion you like from that," I insisted."I never collected a man that way, either," Crystal replied, "I do better with a bag over my head!" Well, okay, whatever." Nothing seemed to be denting her enthusiasm. "I'd like to do domestic stuff -- cuddle and watch TV or something -- but one of us has to be covered up. When I know that Desiree is off our backs, we're moving on to the next level." How long will that. Suddenly, she started wearing tank tops and took every chance she got to bend to the waist taking careof her c***dren. Her great tits hanging, supported only by her bra and taking her time getting up. Before, when we greeted each other, we only kissed both cheeks but now a big bear hug is always in order. Sometimes it takes so long, I'm worried about the fact that my erection could show and feel it. Of course, all that boob crushing made her cleavage open up even more and even if I tried, and.