A moment later I heard the softest of knocks on my door. I cleared my throat hoping that he would see it as an invite to enter, I was rewarded a secon... later when I heard the door open. I started to role my stocking up my slender legs. I moved my leg slightly so my dress hitched up even more.As I lifted my other foot to my desk I parted my legs a fraction, as I knew that this would give him a birds eye view of my bare pussy lips. I was rewarded by the sound of his sharp intake of breath. I. That’s where I first went sailing; we had a boat there and would go out most weekends, with my grandparents when Dad was in Vietnam. But it’s not like here, with all the natural bushland, and the hidden little places. There’s a lot of places I want to explore with you, further up the river, too.”“So you’ve been sailing since you were really young?” I asked.“Ever since I could remember,” she replied. “My grandparents had been sailing on the bay for years and years, and Dad was taught to sail by. “Cum in me,” I said. “I want your load inside me.”Who is this person talking? I wondered.Rob shifted position slightly, and hit something inside that sent a wave of ecstasy through me. Again and again, he pushed against it - I realized it was my prostate - and soon I noticed something was leaking from my cock. I grabbed Rob’s ass and rammed him against me.“Oh, Goddddd,” he said, a long, drawn-out, animal moan that ended with his shuddering climax inside me. I felt something hot shoot into my. I had the feeling now that this was not the end of her show and I was right. To my amazement Ana reached behind and unhooked her bra and as she swayed slowly, she released her massive boobs to the view of the guys.Anita then teased the men by grabbing the waist band of her tiny thong on both sides and pulling up and down to the beat of the music. The studs yelled and cried: "Take it off! Take it off!" But my wife shook her head and just said: "No".She smiled again and turned around so that her.