Anna smirked she walked down the ring plank, swinging her coxa just a bit extra with each step. Beneath her pocket-sized shorts and long-sleeved UV shirt, Anna 's microthong pulled a bit at her clit as it slid between her increasingly wet and swollen labia. In a bit of a haste, Anna had more or less wad her buttplug in without any lube and her asshole felt a bit sore as the lycra thong pushed against it. But she did n't mind. She knew the male child werent going to go any easier on her. Anna was about to get wrecked at sea.

Ted and Mike were prepping up the boat, moving rods about and stowing away gearing as Anna approached with, `` Ahoy ! ''

The men both smiled and waved, and Ted reached out to escort his wife aboard. Anna slipped out of her sandals and stepped aboard, taking Ted 's manus. `` So this is where the cocks hang out, '' Anna quipped before leaning into Ted with a passionate osculation. Mike blushed a bit, turned away, and began unmooring the bow ; his prick twitched beheath his boardies.

Ted fired up the Mercs and checked through the electronics. Anna started to settle beneath the Ttop, taking her shirt off over her forefront to reveal her miniscule Bikini top. Don, one of the sour grass boys riding his bike by atop a bigger pier, whisled a bit and hollered, `` Hey Mrs. K ! WHERE ARE YA TITS ? '' Anna stuck out her chest, beamed, but shot back, `` In your pipe dream runt ! ''

The men laughed, cracking a few frigid beers as they pushed off, and the trio disembarked the marina.

Underway, Anna lounged back into the leaning post and massaged her mammilla a bit, pinching her nipple between her digit as they slowly motored through the no backwash geographical zone. Anna had always been pretty flavourless chested, spare her pregnancies. nearly of the time she never bothered with a bra to asphyxiate her a-sized mosquito bites. Even if they had lost some of their firmness at 35, Anna was pleased with her small boobies.

Ted did n't give a shit about her chest much anyway. Sure he loved to pinch and fellate her bosom alot, but he knew where the money was : the undercarriage. And thats where Anna excelled. Anna could bring a hawkshaw like a admittedly whore.

glade the wake zona, Anna shifted back and forth a bit, griding into her buttplug, sparking a moving ridge of pussy juice that soaked her crotch. As the boat hit its plain, the men settled down into the leaning post under the Ttop with Anna. Sheltered a bit from the wind, the trio cranked up some pickle and sped out the inlet, bound for hidden numbers out in the Indigofera tinctoria water supply

As the boat settled into the offshore course Mike took a draught of cold-blooded beer, and he felt a delicate bridge player take truehearted grasp of his cock. Mike looked down to see Anna 's deal grasp and insistency and rip his putz through his boardies. Mike leaned his read/write head back, put a leg up on the centerfield cabinet, and patted his old ally Ted on the shoulder across Anna.

'' I could get used to fishing like this old-friend, '' mike gruffly purred as Anna made his putz swell.

'' I 'm really glad your joining us like this, Mike, '' Ted replied as Anna also worked his tool with her former bridge player, pulling occasionally at his balls through his loose shortstop. `` Anna 's been moistness for a week anticipating our outing, she ca n't keep raving about getting filled up with that prick of yours, '' Ted called back over the motors'drone.

It was totally true. Since Ted and her agreed to add another cock to the equation, she had been horny as inferno to get another crack at microphone. Mike and Anna had hooked up years before her and Ted and even met, but she always kept a wet maculation for microphone. She could n't wait any retentive and guessing Ted a despairing feel. Ted leaned over, kissed her deeply, squeezed a tit, and gave her a nod.

Anna quickly stood, turned, and knelt before Mike. Mike sat up a bit straighter and gulped. Anna deftly untied mike 's shorts and unlaced the fasten to bound his Brobdingnagian peter. 9 in of maxxed out uncircumcised man prick bobbed in the air as the boat cut over and through the waves. Anna did n't neglect a beat as she worked Mikes dong up and down, revealing his stollen oral sex on the blue stroke as she lowered her header onto it. `` Fuuuck, '' microphone hissed, placing a give up bridge player on Anna 's head, enjoying the wind and salt air. Anna gulped and sluped and slobbered over mike 's dick, with Ted glancing over from fourth dimension to time, smiling, keeping the boat on course and sipping his beer.

After a few minutes of Anna sucking their past tense history out of Mike 's cock, Ted scooched over and pulled his own desirable dick out of his shorts. Anna held out her paw and began stroking Ted as she lapped at mike 's balls. `` Fuck, I 'm a lucky woman to let such hard, handsome tool to eff out here, '' Anna confessed as she jerked off both men under the Ttop, `` you two better fuck me decent and entrance me some dinner ! ''

'' Oh, you 'll get fucked right hand, do n't you worry Momma, '' Ted replied. Ted grinned and put his arm around Mike, clinking their beers together as his dutiful married woman worshiped their hawkshaw. Ted and Mike had been more sidekick than friends, though not related. They 'd been through thick and dilute, and shared so much of their lives together over the decennium. Ted was stoked to share his wife with his Charles Herbert Best friend, too. Plus, Ted knew about microphone 's huge dick, and it was undeniably thrilling to catch Anna work out her strumpet vigour on Mike 's towering slab of man sum.

Anna bobbed back and Forth between her men, dragging drivel and spit across the dick, creating a muddle. Anna took a breath and spoke up as she stood. `` Okay cocks, I 'm on fucking flame. I need to get something in me, '' Anna spat public treasury drool and pre-cum. Anna leaned over the center console and stuck her ass out into the air as she peeled off her wet shorts.

No sooner done, man fingerbreadth began to dig, prodding, twist, rub, and penetrate Anna 's vagina around and through her thin biniki seat. The microthong stretched and pulled at Anna 's freshy waxed, substantive cunt as the men gropped. Sliding the tong to one side of meat, one of the men took clasp of the buttplug and pulled it firmly against her sphincter. Anna squealed a bit and leaned back into the faceless hands mauing at her asshole and pussy. The buttplug broke free and Anna felt a straightaway wafture of moderation before a finger's breadth began to probe into her anus. Another set of fingers worked at Anna 's pussy as she braced the console and groaned loudly. Sometimes both hands would collaborate to screen or adulterate an ofrace. Anna 's enormous labia swelled in delight as a couplet of fingers stretched on an outer lip. Anna slapped the console as her eubstance tensed and wring, gushing fluids onto the deck of cards and men 's manus as she popped an orgasm. Standing there dripping in stew and grool from probing hands, Anna was staring seventh heaven. Anna sank back onto the leaning post, taking the work force of her men into her oral cavity to wet-nurse and lick her fluids. She moaned sofly.

Ted interrupted, `` Hey, hold on, stand up really spry mamma. ''

Anna quickly obeyed, and looked back over her shoulder to see Mike holding her cud. She smiled and bent grass over a bit more. Mike spittle crudly and hard on Anna 's butthole before working the nag into station. Mike slapped her ass and Anna hopped onto the bench. `` I thought I was feeling a little abandon !, '' Anna joked as she and the men laughed.

As the trio cruised accross the sea, the piss grew deeper, vindicated, more dingy, more dark. The men 's hands restlessly probed and caressed Anna as they ran. Anna 's tone, tan soundbox glistened with stew and other fluids. She laughted and kissed and gently bit at the men for their playful explorations. Finally, Anna spoke up over the motors, `` okeh boys, here 's the only real rule : all cum goes IN me. I want it all, and i want it inside. I want to be wax. ''

'' sight !, '' both men replied in unison, and the troika laughed gleefully.

Ted noticed the profoundness and spotted a grass origin, and pulled the troddle back. `` Let 's set a little spread out and get working that pussy, '' Ted announced. Mike agreed and the men set to working pole and lines. Anna walked up to the bow, put down a towel, and layed out on the rail to sun her approximate nude body. As the men scurried about Anna 's mind and finger's breadth wandered her physical structure 's curvature and through her folds.

Several minutes later the boat set couse again in a tedious troll. Anna woke from her horny daydream from a sudden shade. mike stood before her as she sat up on the bow rails. The hard rail pushed back against her wad and she straightened up a lilliputian supernumerary, saucy with luxuria.

'' Ted told me to get number one fling, '' mike said sheepishly as he blushed a bit. Anna smiled politely, stood and kissed Mike deeply as she took hold of his half put up cock.

'' You do n't need to be shy or reserved, we know what we 're doing mike, '' Anna assured him. `` Sometimes i get an itchiness, and a good dicking is the only medine. I need that shaft Mike. I need that cum. I need it so fucking bad, '' Anna purred into Mike 's ear. Mike 's putz pumped to animation and Anna 's pussy drooled.

Anna took mike 's hired man as she stepped past him, towards the coffin tank. Anna pulled her bikini down, slipped it off, spread her ramification, and presented herself to Mike. Anne 's orotund labia were swollen and dark, glistening in the harsh offshore sun, framing a resting gape of deep pink, moist chassis. Anna had birthed two children naturally, and Ted had done good work to proceed her light. The couplet both loved her generously welcoming pussy, and enjoyed putting unvoiced mileage into it.

mike was somewhat intimidated by, but also grateful for Anna 's fuckable pussy. microphone 's big dick meant he usually had to talk it easy or be deliberate with charwoman. Particularly fair sex as flyspeck as Anna.It was clear he could have his way with Anna. Mike stripped his shorts to free his python, approached Anna, and slid easily into her wanting pussy. Anna 's meaty lips gently parted around the cock as her vagina 's inner folding eagerly accepted inch after column inch.

'' Oof. Oof. Fuck yes Mike, just fuck yes ! '' Anna barked as she started pushing her backside against him. Mike pierce forward into her. microphone grunted a bit and held his pelvic arch firm. Anna started fucking herself at this peak, slamming her wet hole around mike 's cock. Mike had dick for days, but not really the Same stretching girth as Ted 's hammering. And Ted knew all her topographic point and just how to hit them. They were one and only lover and Anna was staight up addicted to Ted 's dicking.

But, then, Mike shifted gears. He reached down and grasped Anna 's hips and set out putting all 9 inch of cock to use. microphone started genuinely fucking ramming Anna with all his might. Anna lost fucking mastery. Panting and breathing deeply between gasp and moan, Anna stared up at Ted as he came around the frontside of the cabinet to her on the cooler.

'' So it 's like that ?, '' Ted asked.

Anna just sorta bobbed her head a bit and moaned in joy. `` Fuckkk mmmmeee, '' Anna stammered out weakly. Mike enthusiastically obliged.

As Mike bottomed out into Anna 's puss for the 1000th time he let out a mighty grunt. `` Fuuugggaahhhuuuummm, '' Mike grumbled as he came into Anna. Slapping turned to squishing as Mike shot an overdue load of cum that squeezed out her rim aroung the basis of his hawkshaw. Anna collapsed back down onto the cooler, and mike sat back down on the bow rail with his hawkshaw leaking profusely.

Ted coo 'd at Anna a bit as he bent down and kissed her head, beaded in sweat. Anna lay there, heaving and squirming slightly in microphone 's aftershocks. Ted traced his fingerbreadth along Anna 's lithe frame, unhooking her string of a top. Guiding his helping hand accross her still heaving body, Ted cupped her knocker and traced the line of products of her body. Then Ted smoothly and softly seized Anna by the hips into a new situation, taking upkeep not to run out too much of Mike 's load. Anna 's pelvic arch responded instinctively even as she lay there glazed out of her mind in ecstacy.

Anna snapped back to animation as Ted 's ample hawkshaw plunged into her. The gerth, the firm superpower, the aid. Ted was a fuck flair with a stocky 6 column inch dick that never failed. Ted 's dick was the variety of cock that gets sculpted or molded for account. Though, after Mike 's telling ramming, Ted met with lilliputian resistance. Ted set at once to work Anna over. Gliding effortlessly through Mike 's creampie, Ted slowly chured at Anna 's cunt. With each dwliberate stoke Ted took a slightly dissimilar Angle of approach shot, flexing and pushing Anne 's vagina in new ways.

But, then Ted slowed and stopped. `` Everything okeh hun ? '' Anna asked between grave breather.

Ted smiled, `` Oh ya, estimable than okay. You 'll see. ''

Anna 's thoughts swam for a second before she felt the dismission of Ted removing her spark plug. Ted slowly and methodically removed his cock from her now gaping, cum frothed pussy and scooped some of the slurry into Anna 's slightly stretched asshole. Anna let out a slight giggle and pant. She had n't thought of this depravity in her phantasy for some reason. Using another man 's cum for anal lubricator, how devious. Ted was a tone ahead of her. Ted slid a hand under Anna in supporting of her breadbasket, raised her posterior up a bit, and firmly sank his cum-covered dick into her anus. Anna screamed in joy and swallowed Ted 's fat prick inside of her.

Out there, 60 odd miles of opean ocean all around in a sphere of amobarbital sodium, and Anna was getting be intimate deep in the ass by her hubby using their friend 's cum as lube, as he sat watching. And they were stoked.

As Ted methodically fucked away at Anna 's ass, his balls slapped into her sloppy kitty. Cum grurgled and splattered as the pair sank and poking into one another. gumshoe in handwriting, stroking himself a little, microphone was impressed. They were fucking en, and it was hot.

After thoroughly drilling the depts of Anna 's bowels for a few hour, Ted set forth a mighty thrust and sank himself to the hilt. Anna let out a loud, `` Ughhhnn, '' and Ted echoed with a ululation of pleasure. Ted 's nuts drained out tablespoonful of cum into Anna 's laughingstock. Anna bit a finger and let her colon welcome the dick and its flowing sperm cell. Anna was well practiced, she controled her breaching and savored the anal spread of tool and cum.

As smoothly as Ted withdrew his pecker from Anna 's stretched, nighttime, reddened anus, he reiserted the wad to keep his cum within. Ted held the chaw there in Anna 's asshole for a few mo while Mike put shorts back on and Anna caught her breath. Ted sofly traced the rim of Anna 's bastard with a wet finger to try and lure some bottleneck from the tired heftiness. A few ticklish lap covering and Anna 's butthole accepted the plug to seal in Ted 's cum.

Ted helped Anna to her feet and they exchanged a conciliate embrace. Anna pulled her bikini hindquarters back on in a somewhat laughable move. After getting fucked by two grown men, Anna 's undercarriage was plump, flusf, agape, and oozing. At to the lowest degree the tiny thong might hold back some of Mike 's cum in, Anna thought, she hated to waste any. Just then a dollop of cum fell from Anna with a splat on the deck and she giggled. Mike and Ted joked about being lucky cypher bit as they all trolled and fucked, and talked some workshop about Anna 's pussy and ass.

As they laughed and worked the sauceboat, Mike and Ted set up a beanbag for Anna along with some shade and a fresh drink in the derriere, then they set to actually fishing. Soon the boat hit some marrow, pulling a few decent cobia out of the shade of an undirected palm tree tree, along with a handful of schoolie mahi. After putting some right trolling inwardness in the box, the boat and its horny crew finally hit their botton numbers out at the ledge. Ted set the sea anchor while Mike swapped semi. Anna 's pussy twitched a bit as she watched the hard men work.

Suddenly they were hooking up, yanking some induction and assorted snapper off the live-bottom. As Ted reeled in a surprise snowy grouper, he called for the net but it never came. Ted looked around the deck and found Mike musket ball deep in Anna 's mouth as she lounged. Ted laughed and called for mike again, louder. Mike got the message and detached himself from Anna, rushing over with the net.

Twice fucked and creampied, Anna figured she 'd just quell where she was to see what would fall out. As she lounged, Anna pulled and fingered at her disentangled pussy while Ted and Mike worked the bite. Well the men took poster. Somewhat frustratingly, since the trigger bite was good, they worked out a game - much to Anna 's pleasure. While one man fished, the early could get sucked off by Anna, so long as they rushed with the net when called. There were no unsuccessful person as the trio slowly drifted, fished, and played their way through the deep bluing. Soon the gravy holder hit its demarcation and the three preped for the recollective motor domicile.

As the men set about stowing gat and paraphernalia, hoisting the anchor, and securing melodic phrase, Anna had slipped out of her suspect nook. When they stopped scurrying about, Ted and Mike looked up to bump Anna up at the bow casket cooler. Anna was staring at the men, with one bridge player reached back between her stage digging around at her crotch. `` Hmmmmm, '' Anna moaned a bit, `` I 'm felling a bit, a bit ... discharge, valet de chambre. Could y'all lend me some cock ? '' Anna smiled and plunged her fingers deeper into herself.

The men grinned widly, high-fived, and stripped their boxers. When Ted and microphone got around behind Anna, her twat was begging. Thick, half-translucent, gummy fluids slowly gurgled out of Anna as she took her finger out of herself. Her pussy was hot and slack, raw and thirsty for dick. Ted stepped up and thrust himself deeply into Anna. Annas worn hole gobbled the strong dick. As high milage as Annas fuckpot was, Ted 's healthy specimen still caught its delicate crimp in just the right wing way to stretch her out a bit superfluous. Ted 's smooth, thick turncock glided perfectly across her kitty-cat 's engorged membranes.

After a few passionate strokes, Ted withdrew himself from from Anna and shifted her hips over to Mike. `` Here ya go old-friend, let 's do tradsies. ''

microphone obliged with a, `` Thank you, sir, '' and replaced his own ego into Anna.

Anna squirmed and purred loudly. `` Fuck it 's great to be the center of so much attention from such hot cock. You two spoil me ! ''

Ted slapped Anna on the ass as microphone found a rhythm of deep push, `` You deserve to be spoiled, momma. Hot piece of ass like you deserves the best piece of tail. ''

Anna hummed in concord, and microphone picked up his pace. Anna 's optic rolled over and she grunted, `` nugh ... nugh ... nugh ... nugh ... '' as microphone drilled her with power. Mike and his rod were like a blooming machine. Long meriless strokes of shaft that never seamed to end. Just when Anna 's beat-up pussy thought a stroke was over, 9 inches of man would pump back into her, pushing aside her cervex and uterus. `` Fuck, Mike, i can taste your hawkshaw in my throat, '' Anna gasped through the pummeling.

mike withdrew suddenly, himself panting for breath as he slid Anna back across the tank to Ted. Ted placed the head of his shlong at the mouth of Anna 's now yawning pussy. Ted breathed in and out with oceanic abyss purpose, extending his gumshoe into Anna on the exhale. As he thrust, Ted pushed back the roil dozens of cum and grool into Anna. Ted then quick withdrew, and then respeated the pluging thrust. Ted looked over at Mike, making eye contact lens, and the two nodded in understanding.

After stuffing the sex slush back into Anna, Ted traded with mike. Mike smashed and churned and pounded Anna 's loose maw to spill her over, then traded back to Ted, who would smooth and engulf the pickle back into shape. As the two traded blows at Anna, she howeled and grunted with joy. Her itch was finally getting scratched. Her forever lover and his dear friend were ravishing her, reducing her to crucify, primal impulse. She groaned as the men traded her meat back and Forth River. Her fundament was a firepit of lust as the men fucked away at her. Squelching queefs sputtered and spit as Ted and Mike took their bout at Anna, their own dicks dripping each early and her onto the deck. It was carnal.

Finally, Ted changed the game. After mike had smashed Anna into a effervescing pit and handed her over, Ted set once again to Anna 's prick. Instead of smoothing the kettle of fish of commix fluids back down deep inside Anna, Ted popped out the ballyhoo and thrust his fingers into her creamed vag. Ted scooped up some of the cum mix and slopped it onto Anna 's whoreson. Anna hissed with perverse pleasure, and Mike watched studiously as he stoked his own dripping peter.

Ted took his swollen penis and jabbing into Anna 's anus. Ted was more emphatic this time, and Anna was set up. Ted hiked his leg atop a corner of the cooler to advance a steep angle on Anna 's rectum and began pumping into her. Ted was n't mechanical like Mike, he surged and fell like crashing waves. Somehow Ted 's ebb drew the fervidness and lust out of Anna, as if his hammer created a vacuum of motivation in her cakehole. Ted 's flow dove the lava back in, putting her out of her judgement as her physical structure swelled with delight. Anna arched her backbone and ass into the air to meet Ted 's rising and falling dick. With a free hand, Ted reached between himself and Anna and drove a tumb into her squish pussy, pressing voiceless against her pelvic wall. Anna let out a, `` Ughmmmmphhhhh uhhhhooo ffffuuuuckkkk. '' Ted plowed in and out of Anna 's ass while smushing his tumb against Anna 's g-spot, and she erupted in a gyser. `` FUUUUUUUKKKKKK ummmmmmmaahhhhh, '' Anna screamed out. Pee and female ejaculate and foamed cum sprayed from Anna 's cunt. Showered in refreshed warm fluid, Ted arched his spinal column, thrust as deeply as he could into Anna 's rectum, and exploded a powerful load into her gut. This time, as Ted 's gumshoe soften and he withdrew, bubble of cum began to oose out of Anna 's prat. Two loads of stirred, stuffed cum were trying to head for the hills. Ted quickly shoved the chaw back in and repeated his ritual to repair the buffet sphincter.

microphone looked on, horny and touching himself, `` How many loads are you trying to preserve in there, and when do I get a snap at her ass ? ''

'' Ya, '' Anna playfully proded looking back over her shoulder, `` when does mike get to have it off my ass ? ''

Ted chuckled as Anna 's arse sprang back to life a bit and constricted back around the plug, sealing in the spermatozoon, `` Oh I 'd care to put another one or two bank deposit in there before I ploughshare my goal for the hole, please and thank you ! ''

Mike and Anna laughed, and Mike anxiously took grasp of her business concern end. `` well whatever bro, '' Mike cooly hissed with pleasure as he sank himself back into Anna warm, loose flesh. `` I ... am .... going ... to ... ruination ... this ... fucking ! '' Mike spat out gruffly between squishing smashes. Mike 's farsighted steely gumshoe cut in and through the layers of cum and vaginal fluid that Ted had lovingly pressed into Anna 's profundity. With his length and power, Anna flopped lifeless onto the cooler. Anna let her hip joint and legs fall beheath mike 's control as he relentlessly fucked away at her. Just like years ago, microphone was like a machine. Anna let herself knuckle under to the onslaught of shaft. As the foam of somatic fluids stacked up between the buff in their throws, Mike bellowed out, `` I 'm coming ! Fuuuuuckkk ... ''

The pounding stopped and Mike stood there shaking a bit, his dick pulsing into Anna, his ball twitching beneath a bed of lover'froth. Anna could barely feel the added semen being shot into her until some cooled a and ran down over her button. `` Dude, I have never cum like that before ! Now I get it, '' mike boasted as Ted handed him a towel to clean with, `` well-used pussy is just better ! ''

Anna smiled a widely grin as she sat up on the cooler. Her trunk was covered in crimson mitt print and grope marks. Her tiny bosom glistened in the sun and heating system and sweat, and her puss sagged down onto the ice chest, drooping its tired labia and spilling out succus. She reached down two digit into her men 's pooled cum and took it whorishly into her mouthpiece, `` That was a pretty soundly fucking afterall. '' Then she scooped up another taste from deeper within her dilate vagina. `` Mmm, courteous and full, '' Anna coo 'd with satisfaction.

'' Right !, '' Ted exclaimed, gazing up and down Anna 's fucked over physical structure, `` damn effective body of work Mike, big to see another man screw how to use his dick right field, crony. '' Ted handed Anna a towel.

'' No thanks, '' Anna smiled as she waved a helping hand in decline, `` mmm, I just want to stew a bit in all of this. ''

'' Well at to the lowest degree put some bottoms on to keep us in you and off the boat ! '' Ted chuckled.

Anna giggled too and slipped back into her see-through purple G-string, which was itself already soaked and stretched a bit, woefully inadequate to stem her flooding orface.

The men cracked another match beers and started gleefully rehashing their erotic subjugation of Anna as she sank down into her outsized beanbag. In the shadowed escape from the summer sun, Anna laid her brain back and closed her eyes. The motors kicked back into power train. The drone and rythm of the sea lulled Anna 's over-sexed soundbox off to sleep as the trio of devotee sped back to port. As she began to sleep, her nipples perked up. She remembered, this was just the starting time of their long weekend together .