She had a pure white fleece jacket on that masked her breasts, they were big. Bigger than any girl my age's. DD? Or something like it. She had jeans o... that were slightly tight, snug, if you will. Her hair was tied back, but still was very beautiful. Dirty blonde, with streaks of brown coloring. Her face was smooth and her complexion was good for a white girl. Her eyes were green, and I know I'm going to be cliche, but they were green like emeralds. She looked like a woman that I could. "Well, well. Lindy Masters. You've come on a lot since you sailed with me round to London. And you've brought me another lovely young lady?" Skipper Bert, this is Cherry Thornton. She wants to try sailing as Third Hand and Phil sent us down to you to see what you think."Bert was rising to his feet even as she spoke and held out his hand to the younger girl. "What do you know, Cherry?" Not very much, Skipper," she said, eyes down, "just what I picked up over the last week with Linnet and. At last full insertion. I could feel the pressure on the bottom of my cunt, now busying itself on holding him there while I tried to cum myself, my ass grinding down on his ticklely pubic hairs, and gyrating in circles, making his cock move inside me, but alas, as with all u******e fucks, the men cum too quickly and the girls on the receiving end of the cock, get the cum and none of the fun. Last week I dozed off on top of my bed, and awoke around three thirty.I got up and walked down our. "Pull your pants down", Wanda instructed. Robert dropped them to the ground. Wanda reached out and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and started stroking it the same way that he did when he masturbated, but it felt so much better when she did it. Robert felt his prick get harder than it had ever been before. Both of Wanda's hands could fit on Robert's shaft and the head would still poke out.She dropped to her knees in front of him, leaned forward and licked the drop of pre-cum.