She was a gorgeous petite dark-haired girl with awesome cleavage popping through her blouse and perfect curves. I could hardly believe how brazen she�...�d been, but it wasn’t stopping there.“Do you fancy going back to my place?” she asked.“Let’s go,” I replied immediately.---I waited patiently in her bed while she spent some time in the bathroom. She appeared, wearing a pink babydoll sheer nightie with matching panties and white stockings. Her breasts and her nipples were showing clearly through. She was was wearing a short loose fitting skirt, black high heels, an electric blue wrap over blouse and her signature gold cross shoulder strapped handbag, such as they were in the 80's.I closed the door and went back to my chair, turning the music down so I could hear what was going on. Dawn and her friends were sharing the toilet, all emptying their bladders and chatting. Dawn was last to sit, so was last to return. The other two were back and had taken the other two chairs outside and. "Andy winked at me. "Got a book to read, Charlotte, everything is quietand you'll get bored. I'm afraid the choice in the radio shack is pulpfiction or the Admiralty Guide to Mariners." I've brought my knitting," and as I went to the radio shack I heardGarry on the helm snicker. "Watch yer helm, damn yer eyes," I snarled.The equipment seemed much the same, there were new headsets and a fewmore things stuck to the walls so it felt like a homecoming rather than awatch. The operator wasn't the. She felt him push the skirt farther up until it was around her waist and cool air met her hot pussy as his fingers pulled the wet gusset aside and then the heat of his breath as he bent to taste her. The first touch of his tongue made her shiver and the second made her shake uncontrollably. He was so gentle and so passionate at the same time that she felt as if she was an exposed nerve, being scraped every few seconds. Martin knew she was cumming before she did and held her hips tightly as she.