It was nearly impossible. new weird senses had been emerged. 1000% heightened. you were now fully aware that a male was next to you. you could smell h...s musk. like an a****l. you could feel the attraction. the urge to mate. with the male. it was as if nature was calling you to give yourself to him. you closed your eyes. you tried not to look at him. you tried to think of Emma. your wife. you tried your best. you felt as if it worked. a moment passed. he said something like "what do we have. Mr Wilson moaned also – more like a guttural grunt – as his large soft hand slid up my ribcage to cup a breast each. I slid right down on him, moaning more, shaking somewhat with his girth, as he squeezed and played with my tits more roughly than before."Now ride me" he commanded. "Put your hands behind your head and ride my cock you dirty little girl" he grunted. And so I did, again, what he asked. Placing my hands behind my head, my fingers in my hair, my full body was exposed to him as I. ? They pried her knees open and held her down as the captain bent over, swearing under his breath, and tried to peer at her pussy. It was too dark to see anything, the moon only half full, so he reached down with his fingers, groping her, making her whimper as he prodded her folds gingerly. He tried to insert one fingertip into her pussy. She squealed, hips jerking. He managed to get the very tip of his finger in, but pressing further made her yelp in discomfort, knees trying. I leaned over and gently kissed Sandi. As I kissed her my hands found large breasts. Once I broke the kiss I stepped back and quickly removed my pants, my hiking boots were off sitting next to the couch downstairs. The honest truth was I had no intent to be a mere spectator. My cock was hard as I removed my shirt. I moved to the bed and presented my hard-on to Sandi. Her mouth opened and I slid my cock into her hot wet mouth. Her tongue teased the head of my of my cock as her hands rapidly.