I said I would stop behind just in case she needed a hand with dinner.It was eleven when the wife woke me up on new year’s day, she was showered and...dressed and ready to go out with her father and the dogs. I went in to the kitchen and there was no sign of Jane “Will you take mom a coffee up when you go for your shower please?” the wife asked “Yes no problem” I saidI watched as the car left the drive with the dogs and hurriedly made the coffee to take upstairs. I entered the master. “She said it was a small boat.”“Oh sure,” Wendy grouched, “Take the new girl’s word.”Annabelle grinned again.Well, she was in the water, afloat. There didn’t seem to be any leaks. The riggers came and tuned the rig. She was still afloat and dry a week later. It feels like time for a watery road trip.I called the Highway Patrol:“No. We haven’t found her yet. Why?”“Itchy feet.”“Don’t leave the state.”“What does that mean ... Exactly?” I asked.“Stay in the legal boundaries of Michigan.”“How far. “I am so ready for you right now, no more playing, just stick it in me now.”, She gasped.“You don’t want me to eat your pussy out to make you feel really good?”, I asked teasingly.“NO!!!", She commanded. "fuck me now"I got between her legs on my knees, and I spread her legs like a turkey wishbone, and I thrust my pecker deep into her cunt. I had her ankles over top of my shoulder. She was spread wide open for me. And I proceed to just plain fucker her as fast as I could.I felt like a piston. And not just in that way. But no, it does not hurt. Quite the opposite. What you saw was in fact absolute pleasure. A rapture of sorts.”Jutta swallowed hard. “Rapture?” “Yes. Like nothing else. I can show you... if you like.” Jutta looked at her with confusion. “Well, I can almost show you,” Maria said as she kissed and gently sucked Jutta’s breasts and stomach until she sank to her knees between Jutta’s legs. Jutta’s pussy was lightly covered in sparse, straight, blonde pubic hair. Maria had.