It was like placing my hand under a hot faucet.The second blast of her cum did not squirt with the same intensity as the first, but seemed to flow ont... my hand. Gasping for air, her ass fell back onto the blanket and her powerful legs loosened their grip enough for me to remove my fingers. Her lower body was twitching involuntarily as her orgasm subsided. We were both soaked in sweat and her cum.Watching her eyes twinkle in the fire light only heightened my sense of lust. My cock was screaming. Not that there were many; water transportation is cheap ... cheaper than rail, truck or air.It is slow. Generally, the canals are quiet and clean. There's no sense in hurrying ... think of the next lock. Waiting for up bound traffic. No, don't rush.The canal bottoms were stirred by the bronze propellors of the steel barges. The watch bounced along the bottom; upstream by downstream barges, downstream by upstream ones. Turtles nudged it, carp sucked it and spat it out.The smaller canals became. I breath in serenity, i am serene.nothing unusual lead me to believe that anything is about to happen, as i reach for the door to the aquarium (its a glass room) and i am hit with the most intense awareness of an south of the boarder, i was on fire... i looked around to see if anyone could tell how horny i was.everyone was doing there thing. they guys all lifting wts looked really good. i wanted one of them, now!, i wanted to hit one on the head and drag him to my cave.instead being me, some. Her entire crotch and insides of her legs were covered with juice and saliva. I heard him start to pop and looked up to see him squirt in her mouth as she rested her lips around the base of his cock. He spasmed a few times and withdrew his now soft cock. He took a couple more pictures and moved onto the bed with us, setting down his camera. He pulled her into a 69 with his head and her ass at the end of the bed so I had easy access. Or at least I thought this was the plan as I still wasn't.