"Let me know if it gets to warm up there and I'll turn the heat down," I say as I'm crawling in my bunk. "I think I'll be fine," She tells me. As I la... there thinking about the situation I've gotten myself into, I reflect on how sexy Jamie is, as I have said earlier she is not drop dead gorgeous but she is a nice looking woman, maybe 5'4 or 5'5", a hundred ten soaking wet, long light brown hair with blond streaks running through it, Grey eyes, and small firm breasts, a 34C possibly a 36B not. She could feel her climax building, but he was still frustratingly slow, she begged him to go faster, to fuck her, to make her cum. With one hand on the tiles, she reached back, grasping his thighs, urging him to take her over the edge. He responded, his own orgasm building until he was thrusting into her as she cried out, her surroundings forgotten as she begged Michael to fill her. With one final push he erupted into her, gripping her waist tightly as his semen pumped into Sarah's willing. He’s pushing ever so gently now. ‘Five inches to go,’ he’s counting down, ‘four. three.’ If I would have words for the sensation. Perhaps we need so much sex because we can’t really describe it. ‘Two,’ he continues, ‘one, done.’ I groan in reply. ‘I’m in the tunnel of pleasure,’ he waxes, and there’s’ a brilliant light at the end of it.’ I’m still hurting, but something in me wants him to stay. ‘Gently,’ I say again. He’s going in reverse, slowly withdrawing his dick by some inches.. His cell phone rang again and this time he decided to answer it. What else could go wrong?“What?” he said in the way of a greeting.“Kyle, it’s me. I am so sorry. If I could get a faster flight out there I would be there instantly to explain things in person, and if Linda isn’t in front of you within two minutes licking the top of your shoes in apology for what she has done, I’ll kick her ass all the way to Santa Monica when I do get there.”Kyle looked up to see Linda rushing out of the meeting.