Our boat was seventy feet long and sixteen feet wide. It had an enclosed half cabin with a full potty. It wouldn’t look very good for us to hang our...butt off the side and take a leak - easy for men, not so much for us. There were three small beds to rest on and for the kids to nap on forward. There were two small refrigerators, a small stove, a beer cooler and a table for meals.The top bow section of the cabin was flat with all kinds of railings so we could sunbath it on if we wanted. It had. Then I started prodding a little bit inside so that with each stroke her clitoris was rubbed. It was having a lightening effect on her and she shuddered with each slow long stroke.“AAAaa aa aaaaAA aaa aahhhh, Hhhhhh aaaaaa aaooo oooaa aaah, Ummm mmmm hha aaaa, Uuuuu fffffff fffff fffffffaaa aaaa aah” I started increasing the pace of my finger with more pressure to slightly go in while still rubbing her and mauling her lips and boobs alternatively. She was at a different level. She was. Her arms hit the floor at her sides and her fists pounded the carpet. Her legs were rigid and shaking. She gritted her teeth and groaned as she rode out the climax. Before the tension began to leave her body, Helen followed her into the chasm of release.Helen rose to hands and knees, thrusting her ass at Betty. "Oh fuck YES!" Betty had three fingers in her quim and as Helen rose, Betty was able to press her face forward and latch onto her clit with suckling lips. Helen was stiff and still as. His life was a sham. He had put up with this bitch for all these years and she had betrayed him most foul. He lashed out at Beatrice and didn’t stop until she was a bloody, broken mess and his hands were aching from thumping her.He stumbled away in a daze.Willow arrived at the King’s Chapel.The King had said he was honoured when she asked him to give her away since she didn’t have a father to do it and she was, marrying her guardian. He had even insisted they use the royal coach. It needed to.