Save for special occasions. I think weekend nights might be just special enough. Or maybe days ending in ‘y’.Last night we spent the night in OUR ...ouse – me, Bink, Ben. Part of it was spent plotting our next maritime expedition. Hurricane season’s past, winter pattern for weather is starting to ease into place. Like two weeks ago, the water’s still bearable if you want to jump off the boat, but it won’t be that way much longer unless we head way south. We’re tossing Key West around. I think. I lick the head first with a long slow lick and you close your eyes at the sensation of my soft wet pink tongue gliding against it. I wrap my lips around you, sucking the head before taking you all the way in. You're surprised at how willingly I take you completely into my mouth, how eagerly but tenderly I tend to your hardness...surprised because you're positive I am still a virgin since I would have told you had I been with another man. With how close we are, I tell you everything.This sudden. It felt so very good. After a minute or two, I felt another hand on my other breasts. I opened my eyes and a guy had slid into the other seat beside us. He looked at my husband and he smiled. Now I knew what my dear husband had in mind. Before long, this stranger and hubby were fondling my breasts and one was rubbing my clit and the other fingered me. I couldn't tell which was doing what and really didn't care. My clothes were opened wide and my skirt looked like a wide belt pulled up to my. Leaning close in her sexiest voice, "that offer to 'help' you with this monster still stands," reaching down she gently and slowly felt the whole length of his cock outlined, straining to burst free from the confines it was in."Yes, the invitation is still open, I have been wanting to talk to you." John knew that right now and here was not the place."Do you really want to learn how I farm?" John asked a little suspicious, "or are you here for 'other'reasons?" Ah, you caught me, actually I am.