Some woods were burning in the fireplace and the place was warm and cozy. As I was wet my nipples were hard and pokey and my boyfriend’s body made m... hornier.The room was dark with dim light. I switched off those lights. We could see each other in some firelight. The atmosphere was so erotic. My fantasy was going to come true. I was excited.I was thinking and I saw my boyfriend coming towards me. I was moving back and he was coming towards me. I started breathing harder. And there was a wall. My cock started throbbing as though caught in a tourniquet. “I want to come with your dick in my arse, Master.” I couldn’t believe what was happening as Angela took control, masturbating furiously with her slippery fingers flying beneath my cock. She slid backwards along the length of my shaft with relentless determination. Eventually her buttocks pressed against my pelvis. How was that even possible? “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Please fuck my little slut arsehole.” It was the dirtiest. If I get up and try to dance to this, I can all but guarantee you thatyou will be carrying me out."I could see by the look in his eyes that he was trying to tell if I wasserious or if I just didn't want to dance with him.I reassured him, "Jay really, it's not that I don't want to dance withyou. I'd love to. But all it takes is one wrong move and I'll be out ofcommission for days. What if I promise you all the slow dances tonight?"I think he realized then that I wasn't putting him off and told. " Would you like something to drink before we start?" How about a cup of coffee with a dollop of gin?" Coming right up."I hurried below and prepared the drink, took it to her and then went to the pilot station to prepare and set the cruise plan. We would follow the coastline to the east by northeast on the slowest leg for about five hours, turn southeast for a run of nearly two hours and then sail the fastest leg back to the west-southwest in around four hours, giving us a good view of the.