Holding my length, her tongue touched the tip, tasting the fluids now forming there, ready for her praise. I could feel her shuddering. She loved my c...ck, and what it fed to her. Now her scarlet lips wrapped about the hood, while her tongue twisted about it, making me want to thrust it into her mouth. I twisted my fingers into her golden locks and held still. I wanted her to have her fun because soon I would be tearing her mouth up. She knew it, and she was expecting it. Wanting and depending. We stayed under the heavy structure, walking bent over on the dry ground to avoid having to wade in the murky water under the dock. Soon we had moved at least a quarter mile away from the point of the initial attack. We were just as far from our ship as we had been before, but it was reasonably certain that the people who'd been firing at us couldn't know our exact position.Then again, we didn't know theirs, either."If we stayed under here and kept going, farther around the harbor, we could get. “You girls sure make good cheerleaders. I bet you have a ton of boyfriends.”“Well… not really,” Abby said a little sadly.“Really? You and your sister are such cuties I figured you have them lined up around the block?”“Well, our school is a Catholic school so the nuns are really strict on stuff like that,” Abby confessed.“Oh… So that’s why Megan never…” I coughed and changed the subject, “But they have cheerleaders?”“Oh sure,” she nodded. “The nuns love a good football game. And what’s. .. and pushed it lower across her pussy, encouraging me to slip a finger inside her.I slipped a couple of greasy fingers just inside her, running then up and down the gap between her lips - teasing her clit and her asshole at the extremities. All pretense of the massage was gone now - it was the start of a fuck session with this beautiful lady.Moving to the end of the massage table, I positioned myself between her thighs when my face descending to her pussy. I slid my tongue between her very.