I saw her standing next to me, she had gotten off me while I was out, and was looking at me sternly."Wakey wakey sleepy head..." She singsonged to me,..."My word you was out for 10mins that time! I was starting to get bored of waiting for you..." "Mhhmmpp-" Hold on," She interupted my muffled moans, "Let me get that for you."She put her fingers to the side of the tape covering my mouth, and ripped it off me, stinging my lips and skin in the process."There, now speak." She commanded."Please.." I. I touched her sex mound with my mouth and I lost control. Tongue and teeth ravaging in her pussy as if I was just now getting my first ever taste. It took me a moment to regain control. As I slowed and worked myself into rhythm; I then added one finger to the for play. Then another and yet another after a few moments. I had her undulating and gasping for breath by the time my other hand got into position and started on her ass. I was using the fingers from one had to kneed and open her cant. “Ohh god please! Please no more teasing! Please!” whimpers Fiona as her back arches, still trying to please her pussy with fingers but unable to satisfy herself. “This is just the beginning dear girl,” giggles Becky. Both girls stop fondling Fiona’s pussy – much to the delight of Megan who is now so jealous of her mother getting all the attention, feels her pussy dripping wet from watching and her desire for orgasm growing with every passing second. Caitlin notices Megan’s hips rocking a little. .. Michigan ... Lake Michigan ... doesn’t smell like the ocean and the morning breeze is a gentle reminder that the day is ahead and there are things to do ... even if it’s just sip and stare. Ludington’s breakwater has a pair of fairly squat lighthouses that the rising sun illuminated. The north light glowed with a soft reflection of the clouds sun-show. It was quick. I knew where to look. A life at sea does that. In the twelve years of sailing, I had seen the storied green flash five times.I.