You want to make love on our rescue ship, a United States Coast Guard vessel, with all these uniformed men around?’ John lambasted jokingly. ‘Naug...ty, isn’t it? You’ll love it!’ Em professed. ‘You got me there,’ John agreed, slipping into the shower when she finally exited. ‘This ship must have a huge hot water heater.’ ‘John?’ ‘What?’ ‘Are you really going to write our story?’ Em asked. ‘I should. Why not?’ John queried. ‘No reason. Just never thought I’d be part of anything book worthy,’ Em. Fuck.... yeah.... babe.... HARDER” I managed as my breath was cut short after each word and my body swayed and rocked as he pounded deeply into me. Eric then stopped and pulled out. I was just about to abuse the hell out of him when he slapped my pussy and then gave it a gentle rub. He then did it twice more, the pain was delicious and I pleaded for him to put his cock back inside me. “How bad do you want it?” he asked. “I want it SO bad,” I almost whimpered. He smacked my pussy once more and. When he smiled back at me, he showed me that he knew what I'd been up to and I blushed a little. We teased each other with these small moments, but that was what made things so fun. When he'd smiled back, he hadn't blushed. I put this down to confidence rather than anything else. He wasn't distancing himself from what was happening between us, he had been just as receptive of what was going on. And, to his credit, it had been his words which had stopped me from making what would have felt like. He took her hand and found himself walking back up the beach, hand-in-hand, like it was something they did everyday. Jillian grinned at him and swung their hands like school kids."I bet your students love you," Zach said over the warm hiss of the waves on the sand."I was the runner-up Teacher of the Year last year." The admission brought a deeper flush to her cheeks."Really? That's awesome!" I've been lucky. It's a good school and the kids actually want to be there." If you were my teacher, I'd.