I moved quickly to the floor. She gestured that I should reach up and pull her g string down as she stood with one high heel either side of my head. T...e head of my cock grew through the top of my jeans. The g string now covered my mouth as she squatted down her moist pussy lips pressed her wet knickers against my mouth. Fuck I was hard. She reached out unzipped my pants and put her hand in my undies. "What the fuck do we have here Jamie?" "My cock Ms Fox" my reply muffled by her neatly trimmed. Part of me wanted to cum so badly, but the masochistic side wondered how long he could torment me for. After what seemed like an eternity he slowly began kissing his way up my body. By the time he reached my face I was clawing at him, whimpering and begging in Japanese for him to fuck me. He knew exactly what I was saying and kissed me deeply and passionately as his cock again touched my dripping hot pussy. Slowly and steadily he slid his beautiful cock into me, spreading my pussy wide and. We could hear sailors pounding on the deck above us and waves seemed to be crashing upon the ship. Miss Burnley was dreadfully sea sick and none of managed much sleep. As the first light came through the porthole the sea seemed to calm. I decided to go on deck and ascertain how our vessel had weathered the storm. I climbed to the poop deck where the Captain was conversing with the steersman. The Captain told me that we had been blown far off course by the storm and were now close to the shores. The more I do this the harder it becomes, Brandy has begun to breath hard with excitement. I end the torment of my wife’s breasts, by kissing both nipples and allowing my tongue to flow down between them, only to continue down, stopping only for an instant at the navel, where she tries to moan, but instead gasps with pleasure because I’ve finally allowed my hands to play and they are in between her thighs. My mouth continues its travels until I can smell what my hands have only hinted at, my.