I end the torment of my wife’s breasts, by kissing both nipples and allowing my tongue to flow down between them, only to continue down, stopping on...y for an instant at the navel, where she tries to moan, but instead gasps with pleasure because I’ve finally allowed my hands to play and they are in between her thighs. My mouth continues its travels until I can smell what my hands have only hinted at, my wife’s vagina, engorged with arousal and moist with her own juices. I let my fingers glide. I'd like to be at Pin Mill by high water, say nineteen hundred; sandwiches under way." How far... ?" Pippa asked, quietly."Pin Mill ... about thirty miles. If we make good time, we might head further up the coast. Should be good sailing."On deck, breakfast over, it was slack water and Serendipity had swung round until she was wind-rode. CC went forward and Pippa was about to follow, but Cherry stopped her."That anchor is heavy, but CC can manage and I want you here in the cockpit." What's it. “Hi.” “Um, hi. Is your dad home? I have the salad I forgot to deliver.” “Oh, no. He had to run out.” “Oh, ok. Well there’s no charge so I um, can leave it with you.” Katie, holding her top together, smirks. “Um can you bring it in?” Katie looks at his name tag. “Rick.” Rick says, “Sure.” Katie swings the door open for him. Rick walks in. Katie looks him up and down and is happy he is in shape and not ugly. Rick looks back, holding the salad. “Um where do you want me to put it?”. This was the green light for me to put my hand into his pants. He wore underpants so I had to push my hand down and grab his cock.“I think I better take my clothes off too” he would say and would strip down and by pulling his underpants down also pulled his erect cock down letting it jerk up once freed. A dramatic entrance. Now D was 18 months older than I was but I was taller so I rather expected his cock to be bigger than mine. It was indeed both longer and much thicker so it was a great.