Once in place, the wide base kept it from moving and she straighten up and moved about the room, telling me how excited she was. I was pretty successf...l in not lowering my self on to the implement of her excitement. Lynn came back and asked me to give it a chance. She played with me some, coaxing me to relax. I resisted, and she whispered that she would have to take other measures then. She took another longer tie and wrapping the whole seat cushion and my legs into the loop, buckled the strap. . the ... marina, probably 40 kilometers west and north of La Fe. Cuba had no military presence that far west ... the Army was fighting Castro in the south.Big, powerful, Cuban Navy Auxiliary launches armed with a 20mm foredeck rapid-fire cannon, two .50 cal Brownings in dual mounts were beside the conning station. At the very stern, there was a 40mm Bofors. They looked very like WW2 Elco Patrol Torpedo boats.But Cuba only had two, presented to Batista by the CIA, and they were in Havana Harbor. Her nostrils flared slightly as she drew a deep breath and her chest heaved gently. She sucked in her bottom lip as she focused her eyes on me now and leaning forward she absent-mindedly ran her middle finger below her collar bone, tracing a line of sensation that ended circling her delicate pink nipple, causing it to stand high atop her breast begging for my attention. Mouth parted, she tilted her chin towards my face and let her eyes close slowly. I stood quickly and gently pulled her willing. She was split, torn, fucked!"Ohhhhh, Byron!" Careful, baby. You keep doin' that with that magic ass of yours and I'm gonna cum all over this fuckin' place," he warned."I can't stop... can't..."It was true. A fire raged through Marcie, so fierce it drove out everything except her desperate desire to peak the feelings scorching through her. She couldn't stop the rhythmic milking of her cuntal muscles. The circle tightened, released, then tensed, doing this over and over again. Each time her cunt.