It was her turn for cock. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her pussy onto my dick and worked her harder than I did Kathy, I was making it hard for...her to eat that pussy. They both loved it. I then laid Kathy on her back with her legs in the air and was fucking her slow and deep. My wife moved in and sat on her face. To watch my wife grind her pussy on Kathy's face and watch my cock slide in and out of a strange pussy was the most sexually pleasing moment I have ever experienced. My wife. Mary winked at her mother, and Jeff smiled sheepishly at her. Julie smiled broadly, and she was relieved that peace had returned to the family.After supper, Julie kept all of the kids away from the master bedroom (that ancient car) as Jeff and Mary went in to bed. Jeff felt that his job was eased because Mary knew by observation all of the little techniques that lovers used on each other, but she did not know how they actually felt. There were so few clothes to remove that there was no delay. On the chart I had spotted a nice bay that would be protected from the wind, very important. We arrived late morning and it was exactly what we like. Completely deserted. No houses in sight, no other yachts. No moorings either and that normally indicates the area is away from housing. The beach was stony and behind that were steep cliffs with grub growing where it could get a hold. Between the cliff and the beach were some trees and more trees were visible on the cliff top. We were clearly in. " When everyone is on the 50-yard line and I blow the whistle, group one will sprint to the far end zone. When everyone is in the far end zone and I blow the whistle, group one will sprint back to the 50 and so forth. Got it? On my whistle. Three, two, one," and then she blew it. The whistle, I mean.Naturally, we were group one. Everyone ran their four sprints, and then Ms. Sprite gave us a five-minute water break."How's it goin'?" Crystal asked Gary."Pretty well," he replied."What do your.