She thrust her chest out even more firmly, revealing that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were small, but firm and sexy. The nipple on each was ...rinkled and erect, pink against pale flesh."What the hell are those, private?" I called out, taunting her."My breasts, Sir!" She called back firmly, her face slightly flushed."I don't think so, maggot! Only women have breasts, and you're no woman. In fact, you're nothing but a little girl playing soldier, aren't you?" I goaded her further."If you. He was pressing his hard on against my soaked panties, still clothed in his shorts. It was my turn to undress him after I recovered from my orgasm. My fingers were just as nimble as his, but in the position we were in, my knuckles grazed the v of his abs. I got him undone, pushing against his shorts to bring them down over his ass, releasing his rock hard member to press fully against the dampness of my panties. He helped me get the shorts completely off, as our lips remained locked together.He. "Climb in," I told you as I got into the water. You got yourself in to the float as I swam next to you. I grabbed your ankles and pulled you slightly off the seat, giving you some room to spread your legs. Then I just sailed my face into your snug little harbor and began to lick you. You tasted so good, sweaty and sweet. I sucked your clit into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue, nibbling on it slightly. I was rewarded with a hot stream of cum on my chin as you squirted on my face. "Mmmm, I. ’‘Doesn’t mean much to most people. Certainly didn’t mean much to him.’‘Well, it seems to now. He also told me about your sailing exploits. Did you know he saw you win at Cowes.’‘He saw me racing Blow Job? Why didn’t he say something?’‘He thought you might shun him in front of his friends. You won’t want to hear it but you and he have a lot in common.’‘You’re right, I don’t want to hear it. Just talking about him wears me out’‘Well at least here you can go to sleep.’‘The way I feel I just might.