Show me your beautiful pussy, full of your fingers, as you make yourself cum!” he howled. Ted continued to shove the boat back into the water. I wanted you as a very good friend, as my boyfriend, as my lover. He groaned in blissful defeat as Marsha staked her claim on his body. Finally, Denise broke the silence, struggling to catch her breath between laboured gasps. What she really wanted to experience was the sight of Brian shooting off while that tingling in her crotch swept up and through her. “You really mean all that?” Brian asked Marsha as he softly kissed her forehead. With a final push from his groin, his first rope of boiling hot cum burst from his hole, spurting past Marsha’s shoulder, and landing on the deck, to mingle with Ted’s deposits. His aim was true, but his weight wasn’t quite as effective as he’d hoped. Breaking their kiss, she gazed wantonly into his eyes, then sank to her knees in front of him. “Here, Sweetie,” he began to offer, “let me help
