Instead, I reluctantly let go of his hand and went seeking for a nearby pond or a river myself. I knew that with no husband or family to lean on, I wo...ld have to depend on my own wits. Leaving my stuff behind, I wandered around, not wanting to go too far away from camp. Red Elk watched me leave, but said nothing as I went. He must have had some idea of what I had in mind. That, or he simply didn't care if I just left on my own. I thought perhaps, that since he'd gotten me safely away from the. I dislodged the anchor ... it’s a little one so it was pretty easy. Mom let out the bow rode and I pulled us easily until the anchor rode was up and down.“Up and down.”‘“Weigh it.”“Clear.” I hand over handed it and eighted the rode in the locker. (eighted: stow the anchor rode in its locker in a figure eight.)I tied off the anchor while it was still under water, I could see it was muddy. The trip over to the club would wash the mud off.Momma bumped the anchor motor... ‘Windlass, Wendy .... My cock became rock hard, harder than it’s ever been. Not because of the squeezing, but because her sweet, delicate pussy was resting directly on top of my shaft. If she had shifted just a bit more, I would have come on the spot, and apparently my face reflected that. She stopped kissing me, moved her legs back apart, and slowly moved her body down mine, excruciatingly dragging every inch of her warm sexy body along the entire length of my cock.When her lips reached my manhood,the shaft started. When I realized what time it was, though, I jolted out of bed and dashed to the bathroom for a shower and shave. Saturday is a busy day in the real estate industry and I had an open house scheduled at one of my listings in less than an hour.In the bathroom my mirror had been decorated with lipstick. A curly border had been drawn around a series of XOXOXO and a perfect lipstick imprint of Rita's lips. Well, it seemed that there were no hard feelings. She must have had to work this morning, too..