I had boxers on and I was semi-hard, she watched and waited as my underwear slid off and my 6-inch cock popped up and bounced in the air. She had soft...hands and longish fingernails, She squeezed the shaft and slid her hand back toward my balls, and all the way to my thick, cut head. "Nice." I asked her to take off her top, I had to see all of her. She said she didn't want to, and I was disappointed and really not sure why? Some scars? Did she keep her money in her bra? Whatever, no big deal. I. It stood out in proud menacing erection over the spread-eagle body in the bed beneath. He removed the rest of his clothes, then, and stood for a moment longer hunched over the motionless flesh, stroking himself into rigidity that threatened to explode into streaming white hot spurts at any moment. For a second he considered it. It would be a beautiful sight to see his hard penis throbbing out its load into the helpless young wife's face and down over her soft white tits. He lewdly pictured it. It was all a ruse to get me together with the friend. The friend had been divorced for a few years, had teenaged kids she needed help with and had baggage out the wazoo. She was a little too eager to go out for the day with someone she had never met before and she kept hinting we could go below and make use of the forward compartment. I don't think she was just horny. I never saw her again and I don't even remember her name now." And you really think it was a set-up, on purpose, to get you. Rosemary eyed him and said huskily, ‘Undress me.’ The released tits appeared to cascade into his two waiting hands like waterfalls or perhaps more accurately, rather like released bean bags. Beautiful. He licked and sucked them until Rosemary whimpered ‘Omigod’ and pushed him away slightly and began undressing him. Once they where both nude Rosemary sank to he knees and slowly swallowed most of the length of his dick while Buck reached down and squeezed both breasts gently. Rosemary obviously.