She was impressed with me that I had found mark on her back and she opened her salwar and started showing her thigh and had hidden her pussy with the ...hirt, when I could not find mark on the lower side I pushed her shirt upwards and found the mark on the upper thigh and also was able to see her pussy which she had shaved nicely. I started caressing her pussy and also started holding her boobs which were not large enough but these were full of milk as she was feeding her child. I asked her. She was average height, 5’5” and a very attractive size 8. She definitely could still wear a two piece swim suit if she so chose. She had 36D breasts and although if anyone had ever seen her naked they would swear they were implants because there was very little sag. Donna’s high school sweetheart was Bart. Both Bart and Donna were from very strict and religious families and the entire time they dated, had never done anything but kiss from time to time. Bart enlisted in the army right out. When she recovered, I tended to get the most gracious and graceful blow jobs imaginable, right before Beth Ann would impale herself on my rigid member. When bed time came, we tended to be ready to crash.After tying up our boat and getting it all battened down, we headed for home, tired and pleased. We chatted for well over an hour about our trip and made plans for other excursions. As far as the boating lifestyle was concerned, we were hooked.Life intruded the next day and we had to see Rebecca. And we were lost in the passion, the pleasure and the love we felt. No honeymoon could have meant more than this moment…..this was our honeymoon….we had already made commitments to each other in our hearts….I came much too soon. I wished I could have gone on non stop for an hour. Both of us had forgotten how much we had missed the physical love that can be enjoyed between a man and a woman. I had forgotten how much I needed it…I had forgotten what it was like to be with someone who would give.