Again the horns sounded. I just needed to get inside. In desparation, I buzzed our neighbour's button. 'Hello?' she queried after a few minutes, proba...ly after getting out of bed. 'Hi, Justine, it's me. Sorry to disturb you but I was working late and forgot my key, could you please buzz me in?' I asked. 'Sure thing, dear' she said. She was a slender French woman in her late fifties. Long, brunette hair, elegant, well-maintained body and always wearing the best fashion. The door buzzed and I. Immediately, Red and I started flogging her breasts. I realized that the rubber page-turners not only kept constant tormenting suction on the nipples, but also protected them from the flogger. These girls have done this before and for some reason, I was totally aroused by the thought."Now take the rubber off," she said as she laid down beside Maple's red breasts, taking hold of the rubber page-turner on her side.I did the same on the other side and together we removed the protective nipple. Right up until the first explosion rocked the yacht.We were dressed at the time, which was a bit unusual, since we spent considerable time naked and sweating on the great big bed. Stacy had her face down into the sheets, sleeping away the effects of our glorious escapades when an explosion ripped through the yacht.The force of the concussion threw us all on the floor. Stacy squealed as she flew through the air and landed against the bulk head. Jennifer dropped beside me without making a sound.. .. she was cumming and trying her hardest to stay quiet. I didn't continue much longer, knowing her... um... loud nature.When I stood up she pushed me back against the wall, kissing me fiercely and moaned: "Fuck me now!"We flipped positions and she wrapped her legs around mine. I lined my dick up with her pussy and pushed in. It went right in up to the hilt... god that felt so damn good. We started to slowly fuck, with her back against the shower wall. Our pace increased steadily, me sucking on.