" she smiled as I turned to her and I nodded in agreement."Yes," I said. "I am, I've made my mind up Cathy, I'm going to marry Terry, one way or the o...her, he's the one I've been looking for." Mind you," I added and ran my hands down onto her bottom. "I'm not giving up girls."Like me, Cathy wore only a shirt, and there were no panties beneath my hands as I caressed the flesh of her bottom, our mouths touched again, our lips parted, our tongues intertwined. I felt her heavy breasts crushing mine. You should hate me."She held her hands over her face as she began to cry. I cut the motor and pulled her into my arms, the boat forgotten about as I tried to comfort her. Her shoulders shook in my arms as I kissed the top of her head. Her hot tears fell on my neck and ran down my chest into my shirt.She cried for a while and I just silently held her. Then she suddenly broke away. She looked into my eyes with the pain of someone who had a terrible tale to tell. Looking down at the bottom of the. Or you might get hurt, and we wouldn't want that, would we Miss Tiller?"His finger... oh fuck it feels tense. I grab the edge of the desk as it's pressed in, slipping past the tension before becoming easier. I feel myself panting at the effort taking one finger in me took."Oh, so tight..." He chuckles, pulling in and out slowly, stretching the limits. "I'm going to enjoy this little hole."I pant as it continues, even more when one more finger joined the other, a tight fit that makes me feel hot. Her boobs are 34c and I pounced on them like a hungry beast. I knew she was horny and to tease her more I kissed, licked, bit and sucked everywhere on her boobs but intentionally left out the nipples. She grew mad and pushed her nipple into my mouth by holding my hair. I bit her boobs so hard that she had blue bruise marks later. She closed her eyes with pure pleasure and slid her hand into my shorts. The testosterone powered ‘commander armaander’ (her nickname for my dick) was already.