I could feel her breasts pressing hard against my back, and she had wrapped her arms around my chest. I just smiled at her, and concentrated on steeri...g. The last thing I wanted to do was to cause the boat to turn wildly.As we neared Barrenjoey, where Pittwater opened into the main bay and the ocean, Lori pulled the throttle back until we were just idling.“Did you like that,” she said to me, her eyes sparkling.“Yeah, that was fun,” I replied, “but I had to concentrate on steering a lot. You can. He was making a wet trail down onto my neck, biting slightly at it. I was breathing erratically as he took his tongue and proceeded to lick down my neck, behind my ear and in the hollow of my collarbone. I was tugging at the rim of his t-shirt, attempting at pulling it over his head, he let go of my skin and lifted himself up off of me and did it himself, he then followed by gripping my tank top from the bottom and nearly ripped it off along with my bra. I doubled-up and gripped at his waist. I take a look at the building, and I smile. It's big and elegant, but quite ordinary at the same time. Anonymous. Discreet. That's what we like. I take a look around. The street looks empty. Not a surprise. It's a peaceful neighborhood and it's getting quite late. There is nothing to do out here. Still, I wait a minute or two, and take another look around. Just to be sure. When I'm positive that no one can see me, I open my purse, take out my mask, and I quickly put it on. I love how it feels. I had guessed that it must be a struggle for the bra to keep those two big beauties at bay inside and hidden away for most of the day. I almost drooled right there as I looked down on these two soft mounds of flesh that she got to see and play with every day. Not only that, but she was wearing what looked like some tight hugging leather trousers which showed off her slender and sexy legs. Right there and then, only one thing was on my mind. I wanted to jerk off over her, I knew it was wrong, I.