Florence wrapped her legs around my hips. I gripped her hip with my left hand and fucked her mercilessly. Her breasts bounced upwards and away from he... chest with each brutal thrust. I grunted and groaned as I fucked her hard. Florence’s moans were gurgled because of her neck being bent forward. She stared wide eyed at the sight of my cock pounding her pussy. “Ohhhhhhhh…I’m going to cum!” she screamed in a raspy voice. Her pussy tightened and spasmed around my cock as her orgasm built up and. I made coffee but we didn’t drink it. Vee decided that she should take command. In my small sitting room and on my long sofa she kissed me. It started like little brushes of lips on skin, nose, eyes, forehead but slowly, so slowly developed into one of those kisses that make it hard to draw breath. We came up for air and then she started again and this time her tongue invaded me and my mouth accepted her, tasting wine. Her hands had been on my face but moved, first to behind my head, then to my. She saw the look on his face and stopped talking. "What?" That was an eight, not a zero. That's about a hundred fifty miles difference, Mare."She blinked at him. "But if they don't find us there..." If there's another of these little islands there, they'll assume that's where we went down, and that's where they'll start looking for us. If not, then they will assume our bearings were off slightly and start searching with the closest island, moving downwind. They may give up before they ever get. "Post them on the internet, and hope other husbands will see them, get excited by them, and perhaps write and tell me what they thought." It was out in the open now."All right, but under two conditions" she said. "You cannot show our faces, and I want us to remain anonymous. No meeting anyone you show them to."Quickly agreeing, I posed us in the bedroom, before the blue drapes which covered the walkout to the pool. The pictures were cheesy, and I felt terribly awkward looking into the lens of.