She rubbed some bengay on my cock and balls and told me that she hoped I enjoyed my afternoon. I was squirming around trying to relieve the burning f...elings, but then Mistress brought a glass of water over and sat it on my upturned ass and told me to be very still and not spill a drop unless I wanted further punishment. My body was aching and trembling and I had to remain still and not spill the glass and get further punishment as well as I also knew that I deserved the punishment she gave me. You back away and let your hands slip out and away from my heavenly breasts so you can guide me to the seat next to us in the bow of the boat. You sit me down infront of you and lean forward and kiss me passionately and deeply and slip in to the seat next to me.We make out like we are at make-out point again in highschool!.Your blood is running hotter for me than you ever thought possible - You think to yourself, "i must have you!"The heat between us is too intense. With all the deep passionate. ’ I was often reminded of the words of an acquaintance of mine whom I had met many years before:“Men are like spaghetti, they are always straight until you apply a bit of heat.”This expression is not the purpose of this story, however, so before I once more become side-tracked, let me get on with it.*The couple who ran the pub and grill in the village were John and Heidi. He took care of the bar and she was in charge of the kitchen. They were a strange couple.A few weeks after I had arrived in. She said k,then asked to leave,i asked her for a kiss jokingly thinking she will refuse and leave ,i wasnt gng to do it by force.but to my surprise she bend dwn and kissed me and went to kitchen to sleep.i got up and went to kitchen ,my cock was hard and i knew for a hour no one else was going to wake up. I sat near her and started to rub her tits and kiss her.she responded and sudenly we were kissing and rubbing each other.i was already naked and pushed her salwar up to her neck and lossened.