She felt her shorts and knickers virtually ripped down to her knees, she wiggled them to the floor, stepping out of them as he grabbed her smooth, sof... hips. Her heart was racing, she was gasping with excitement and the fresh, warm air only heightened the tingling wetness between her legs. He wasted little time, his cock pushing against her and quickly slipping into her, she felt her lips stretching round it as he shoved the length deep into her pulsating pussy. She ground back against his. Fleur ground her ass on his cock and his shaft felt as if it was surrounded by her heavenly globes as it snuggled into her crack. Enough, Harry said eventually, Now for the main event. He let go of her heavenly breasts and sank down on the couch right behind him. Fleur sighed at the loss of his hands and he grinned. His cock was rock hard and pointing straight at the ceiling. Fleur turned around, looked at him and gasped again. Sit on it, Fleur, he said. She stared at his shaft, her eyes moving. His benefits package and increase in salary plus her promotion to Head Floor Nurse at the hospital had allowed them to take this tenth anniversary cruise. They’d survived that crisis and to those looking from the outside, their marriage appeared to get even stronger. Appearances can be deceiving sometimes. This cruise was supposed to help them strengthen their marriage. So why do this? She thought absently to herself. Is the thrill worth the risk? Does my life really need this little boost of. When my wife arrived back home she helped me into the waitress outfit.Although I was wearing the longest stockings I had, by the time she hadadjusted the bows on the skirt to accentuate my reduced waist I knewthat my stocking-tops would be just visible if I stood still. If Imoved quickly or bent over some bare flesh or even a flash of knickerswould probably be displayed. Nevertheless she had insisted that Ishould wear pink knickers, not black ones.We got into her car to drive to the dinner.