Two pair of six-fingered hands reached out to my torso. The upper pair began pinching and massaging my nipples while the lower pair grabbed me around ...he waist - three fingers of each hand in front, three behind, and held my pelvis in a hard grip. The 'legs' hunched forward, bringing the creature's lower half in contact with my buttocks, while pushing my legs out to the sides.As the appendage invading my urethra passed through the sphincters into my bladder, I suddenly felt a large, slippery. But then, smiling broadly, she said,"I've got news too. Phil called me this morning, and asked if I'd like to ship as Mate next time! And he said Marty could come along as Third Hand!"I looked at Martin and raised an eyebrow. He smiled sheepishly. "I've done a bit of sailing, but I've been too deeply in the books to do much. It means more time with Jenni..." And that's a priority at the moment?" smiled Jessica."Absolutely!"I looked at Jenni, who smiled a little 'Mona Lisa' smile. "Love me, love. “Stay there,” she ordered and then straddled my face. She lowered her sweet pussy onto my mouth and told me to get to work. I could look up and see her squeezing her nipples, while I tongued her clit. She ground her pussy on my face while she screamed dirty talk at me. She came again. Right on my face. I love when she does that, and I could begin to feel my cock come back to life. She started playing with my balls licking them, patiently getting me hard again. Within a few minutes I was. And then we had a big, old fashioned water fight!We crashed into the warm waters of the lake and played chicken, with Tabby on my back and Mrs. Langston on her husband's. We were all roaring with laughter and shrieking with delight as we fell into the water, knocked over by the other duo. We splashed each other insanely, playing silly games on who splashed the biggest splashes. The winner got dunked, and so did the loser; it was just pure silliness."Well kids, you done tuckered me out," Mr..