Her breasts threatened to rip out of her blouse and jacket but just as I thought her clothes couldn't take any more, they began reducing down to somet...ing others might consider normal. Her skin tone changed too, becoming darker and darker until she looked like she had been washed in chocolate. Then it lightened to the point of looking as creamy as milk. Her nails changed, becoming longer, shorter and changing colors. Her nose and lips changed shape. Her eyes became bigger and more exotic, if. "Wet day, off and on," CC commented, "as you can hear. And with the wind in the south-west, it's a beat for more than half the way. I suggest up-anchor about nine-thirty. We won't get past Heybridge, let alone into Maldon, before mid-day. Well, maybe eleven-thirty. But high water at Maldon is twelve-forty-five, more or less. The barges get in and out, but they draw maybe three feet unladen, and use their engines. Even then there's not much more than two hours they can do it. I'm assuming you. Santha has closed her eyes and sat there relaxed. I started to press her shoulders harder and her neck with my hands. I moved my hands towards her neck, lower neck and the entire length of her cervix or naked neck. I moved my fingers into her earlobes and caressed them slowly. Then I pulled down her earlobes. Her hands were on her thighs, resting peacefully. I moved my hands around her ears, neck and then her shoulders. I moved my fingers to the front of her and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.. "Your pussy is so good! I'm gonna fuck you all night. I'm gonna make you know that this pussy is mine." She keeps pounding into you even as your knees are shaking and barely keeping you upright. "It's all yours. Keep on fucking me. Please don't stop. Mmmmmmffffffuuuuuccccckkk?" Oh, that's it baby!" She thrusts one last time hard into you and her hands come around you to plant on the dresser on either side. Her hips are shaking with her orgasm. Every quiver of her hips shakes the strapon inside.