I again did as I was told, and she was walking around on the bed for a minute. Just as I started to wonder what she was doing, she sat back down just ...ike before and immediately started massaging and gently slapping my ass. It was nice, but something seemed different. She then leaned over me to the bedside table, reached into the Vaseline jar and pulled out a good-sized glob of it. I figured she was going to give me a Vaseline massage, and I could hear her working the lube into her hands, or so. We could see a lot of sharks now and I set the gill pack and belt aside, “no more diving today.”I set the tooth beside the wheel, “if that patrol boat comes back see if the captain still wants the tooth.”They laughed and we sat back and talked and cooked more shark steak. I held Emiko and when the patrol boats returned they tied up. The men came aboard and bought shark steaks and ate with us. I fell asleep on deck with Emiko half on me and woke when the patrol boats left in the morning.We moved. I was still looking from the TV to Cara and back again. She was obviously aware of what we were doing, and she was doing her best to ignore it. Her eyes would dart from the TV to our hips, or hands and then almost immediately go back to the TV. She was starting to sigh to herself, and become visibly frustrated at our apparent lack of care over her presence. But, I did care. I was trying to remain subtle. However, looking back on it we were anything but subtle. From the perspective of a. Funny enough a girlfriend of mine in my year at school looks exactly like you down there. It doesn’t bother her.”“So are you checking out your mates’ pussies now? What do you get up to at school? I bet you’re all drinking from the furry cup, you bunch of boarding school lezzers.” She grinned and continued, “I’m not really that bothered, but I’m nearly thirty. Even my tits are drooping a bit.”She reached down to her chest and lifted her boobs in her hands. “See what I mean? I can remember when.