I continue to thrust, using every ounce of willpower to keep myself from cumming. That is the deal. "No, not yet." She knows what she is doing. She un...ortunately knows what I am doing as well. She knows all my moves. The puppy eyes used to work at one point. This is a problem with being happily married for 15 years. I love my wife more than ever at this moment.I stop thrusting and take a break. I am allowed a break if she declines. I french kiss her as I give myself a bit of cool down time. I. "We don't actually have a swimming pool. There is a river nearby though. No, not that river: an actual river. A cold wet river where we can mess up that perfect hair of yours." Both women were breathing heavier now with the arousal that Amy's taunting was bringing them. "After we've gone at it like a****ls here of course," Amy added as she yanked off Clara's panties and raised her into a long passionate kiss, pushing both of them down into the soft embrace of the bed as she did so.Clara felt. . I did not set out to end up here ... life ... shocking. It's a terminal sexually transmitted disease. You WILL die from it! I didn't intend to be here three times. The first time ... continual danger ... the second time ... sheer stupidity ... I forgot about the draft.The draft didn't forget about me. In Vietnam, you can be the best warrior in the whole history of the world and still get in the way of a random bullet. Randomness ... it's what Murphy thrives on.The Coast Guard didn't take us. The barkeeper serving us flashed a grin my way as I did so, but that also didn’t spark off warnings in my head as we’d been eyeing each other all evening. So maybe I get a little friendly when I drink, but he was CUTE. The next round was delivered, but mine wasn’t with the other drinks. Instead the bartender shouted “Sex-on-the beach” loudly enough to be heard over the din and everything stopped. There were a few laughs as the people looked around expectantly and stopped their conversations. .