Her glance was fixed on my face and I could see the tip of her tongue sweeping erratically across the red fullness of her lower lips. Her eyes had dar...ened and I found the heat flickering in their depths, her quick breath causing the breasts to surge markedly.With our glances locked I suddenly realized that the sensuality of the dance had actually gotten to her. It wasn't a routine anymore. It was no longer merely a young woman who pretended that she was fighting the hunger and passion that. There were three small beds to rest on and for the kids to nap on forward. There were two small refrigerators, a small stove, a beer cooler and a table for meals.The top bow section of the cabin was flat with all kinds of railings so we could sunbath it on if we wanted. It had built in bait boxes in the back with rod pipes across the stern and down the port and starboard sides.With twin seven hundred horsepower Cats to push it thirty knots, radar and an enclosed cockpit, it was an all-weather. I said I not only love cock but I love spunk. I love to feel it inside me and I love to watch it splash on my face. I said I love the taste and feeling of a cock exploding in my mouth. He kept calling me a slut for about five minutes of intense fucking as I rode his cock, telling him how much I loved to cheat on my husband and get fucked in every hole. He to told me he was going to come, thats when he pushed three finger up my ass and let his cock explode inside me. I could feel his hot cream. 'I don't recall', I retorted, feeling emboldened by my sexual thoughts, 'I guess I never pay too much attention to what's going on around me', I continued as if apologizing for nor noticing a man who was obviously noting me.I sipped my cappuccino, sort off enjoying his forwardness, I guess when females are receptive, men making a sexual move can be appealing to them.'You were drawing attention with your great legs', he complimented me, as like this short silk dress, my other travelling dress.