His wife hadn't been joking; she was clearly out of her mind with lust. He had to fend her off when she tried to dig into his trunks again. She made a...frustrated noise. "Do something, Jare! Oh god, I need somebody to fuck me." Her words were not quiet. They were followed by a soft wave of chuckling laughter among the people near-by.He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in the direction of the water. "Come, we can do it in the water," he said. Seconds later she was out ahead of him, dashing. Another two hours and they saw a large barque being towed down the channel at the beginning of her voyage. The tide was now carrying them up channel, but they were aware that before they reached Avonmouth it would turn against them. Captain Johnson had a signal hoisted to request a tow, and a further hour and a half later the tug, have cast off its tow, caught up with them. The situation was explained to them and it was agreed that ‘Moonfleet’ would carry on under her own sail until the tide. She said in a breathless voice. I smiled, and let go of her hair, bringing my hand down to force her skirt up. Open. I commanded, and she immeaditely obeyed. I dug my fingers into her hairless cunt. Shaved smooth, just like I like. She stopped wearing panties her second day of working for me. I ran my middle finger through her lips, passively, and felt how soaking wet she was. I think I deserve a better apology than that, little whore. I teased. I squeezed her neck tighter, and she squealed.. ” she moaned softly“Again sis? If you say so!” I shoved two fingers back into her pussy and rubbed the top of her pussy, looking for her G-Spot “hmmm, I know its around…. here!” I said as I rubbed her G-Spot, her nipples shot to hard again and her pussy grabbed my fingers holding them in place. She screamed again: “Fuuuuuuuck! I’m almost there brother! Harder!” I stopped after she said harder and she gasped and pushed her pussy hard against my pelvis again.Rose reached for her pussy whimpering.