I bent over and kissed her."Just a sec," she said. She wiped herself and stood up and flushed the toilet. And before I could clear out of the bathroom... she wrapped me up in her arms and we exchanged a passionate kiss. "Good morning, lover," she smiled.We finished our ablutions and got dressed. Breakfast came in the form of cold cereal and hot coffee. And conversation. Her schedule. Mine. Check the TV for weather. And out the door, with a real kiss on the front steps before she got in her car. She felt amazing and moaned loudly when he reached around her to grab her round tits. “Fuck yes,” she panted, “please pull my nipples.” “Your tits look fucking fantastic babe,” Tom whispered in her ear, “look at all the cars, below. All those drivers are looking at your tits.” With a start she realised Tom was beside her. But the cock in her pussy was still fucking her in a way that felt amazing, and the hands on her breasts were causing another orgasm to start building. Who was it? Beside her. I figured I would start out by going to one of the hot tubs on the boat to see if I could meet people my age to hang out with for the week. I went down to the bottom of the boat to find my cabin and threw on my swimming trunks. Saying bye to my mom, I walked out the door and took one of the eight elevators back up to the top deck of the boat where the hot tubs were. As soon as I found one with people my age in it, I slunk into the warm water and introduced myself to the group of girls there. I. Around a month ago we were having a general chat and the subject of masturbation came up (again). Jo knows about my large appetite for orgasms and that I am quite loud. Normally we sleep in separate rooms but that does not keep the sound out very well. She also told me she masturbates quite often, not as much as me. As a result of this discussion we decided to masturbate in my lounge. As we had not prepared anything it was a finger race. Anyway I digress.Late last week the subject again turned.