The succeeding morning, Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback riding. We enjoyed their fellowship at dinner party again. Even though his married woman was so far ever gift, I had to admit to myself that Sean was interesting, to say the least.

The following time I met Sean was in the gym on an amphetamine pack of cards of the ship - a day at sea. President Arthur was running outside on the very top deck - not a gym individual - and Betty managed to stick around shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to tell our spirit stories, minus many secrets, at the dinner tabular array, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two treadmills and later, the stationary bikes. My gym clothes show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a muscleman man, just obviously fit with a powerful physical structure revealed in his tank top.

Sean suggested we go for deep brown, and we got in touch with the early two by cell sound. Betty came up from their cabin in a colored shift, her bikini underneath. Arthur took a shower before he joined us. After a prissy chat we all went on about our line of work, though we sat for boozing with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner table. Of course, Arthur and I were having sex morning, noontide and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the third day, Curacao, Arthur took an excursion to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that matter to in seeing the famous cave again. I said I 'd go shopping after the gym and kissed Arthur adieu. Betty went to a rain forest which held no interest for Sean. So the dawn started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my workout, Sean arrived in his shorts and armoured combat vehicle top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge session. I coulda beat him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

Then coffee - Irish coffee - and another. And a prospicient chat. Where 'd you go to school ? What did you study ? Sports ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. boy must experience chased you everywhere. Ladies'man, huh. It was clear there were electric arc. And opportunity.

'' You really are a beautiful char, Margo. ``

'' Why thank you. '' foresightful muteness. Staring at each early not indisputable what to say.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' Sean offered.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' I replied.

'' I 'll be in cabin 1436. ``

'' I need a shower. ``

'' I do, too. Use ours. ``

Sean headed aft and I discretely left toward the bow. A few moment later I pressed the buzzer at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' board into the little slot.

As soon as the door closed, we started ripping each former 's apparel off, what few we were wearing. Deep kissing ensued, with Sean 's hands pushing my breasts up and mine holding his fully upright cock.

'' rain shower first, '' I insisted. I was n't about to get in bed with a new man smelling the way I did, especially since there may have been evidence of Arthur 's comportment in certain places.

We squeezed into the little exhibitor stall and started to trounce each other up. It felt so courteous, his hands gliding smoothly over every contribution of my consistence. I loved it when he softly washed my boobs and thoroughly cleaned my puss. I turned him to do his cover and turned him again to do his chest. Then I got down on my knees to wash his pes and legs and oh yeah his beautiful cock, caressing his balls and smoothly stroking his soapy ray of light. And when I was sure the sprayer had rinsed that off, I took it in my mouth and listened to his groan as I slurped it in and out.

Sean stood me just before he would have cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his cock to stroke front to back between my ramification giving us both a dainty feeling. Eventually, I leaned back against the shower bath rampart and guided him inside me. We fucked like that for a few instant til it got uncomfortable. I turned and guided him back into me from behind. His thrusts became more urgent and then I felt his eruptions from each stroke abstruse inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and kiss him with his limp Hammond organ pressed against my belly.

'' That was wonderful. ``

'' Oh yes it surely was. ``

We dried off with the Sami towel so as not to call down suspicion with Betty. I used a wet washcloth between my legs first so there was no evidence on the towel.

There was a stiff point on the tabloid when we got in bed. Betty and he also had obviously been enjoying themselves.

'' Sorry about that, '' he said. I just giggled and pushed him back onto the bed.

I knelt next to his supine body and took his organ in my hand. It was already filling out again, and I could n't stand licking it all over and taking his Ball one by one in my back talk. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his head could go between my ramification and took his shaft in my mouth.

I had n't had much of an orgasm in the shower, but his succour with his tongue sent me over the top. Just as that was subsiding he pushed two finger's breadth deep into my vagina and I came again even stronger.

I had backed off a bit on his turncock and only had the tip in my lips. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my mouth ; he could reserve off no yearner. I had enjoyed the gustatory sensation of a man 's juice ever since that first metre in in high spirits school - well another boy was fucking me at the Lapplander time so my delight index was pretty highschool. Shot after injection blew into my mouthpiece and I savored every drop of Sean 's semen.

We were fairly well spent after that, so we just went over to their balcony and leaned against the railing. It was on the piddle side, but still I wondered if person on the across the harbour would note two naked adulterers there.

After a few hushed moments, Sean asked, `` It 's not your number 1 time, is it ? Cheating I mean. ``

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for various more minutes, just enjoying the SALT duck soup against our bodies.

At some point, Sean found his way around behind me, took my breast in his manpower from behind and played with my teat. I could palpate him getting harder against my back. After a while I pushed my rear out and let him go into me again. The easy motion of crafts in the harbor seemed to jibe his slow and deep shot that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my back and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with buss that eventually moved all over my torso - feet, branch, boobs, tummy and snatch - before I begged him to bed me again. I 'd had a couple more orgasms with his foreplay and one more came as his climax neared. Finally with a thick moan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me cleanse up again with the Lapplander washcloth and put my clothes back on. We hugged and kissed again - he was still naked - and I was about to slip out the door. But even though I had to go shopping to confirm my blanket story, I could n't resist taking his cock, covered with both our juices in my mouth one more time. He let me suck on him till another hot freight of his cum pulsed into my throat.

It was awkward trying to fulfil again on the ship, and it did n't happen other than a couple of bass buss when cypher else was in the gym. We exchanged hole-and-corner email computer address on the last morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few mean solar day later, telling each other how wonderful that day had been and how prissy our osculation were and how nice it would be if we could somehow get together again.

We engaged in fantasy email about what we would do if we hiked off into the wood somewhere together or took a canoe on a hidden lake or crawled into a occult cave. We advanced to phone sex when we both had some seclusion. That was a new delight for me.

I had heard about a video phone chat service for lovers - this was before the explosion of picture conferencing that we 've all learned to hate - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to watch each other masturbate on the computer filmdom. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the show. I loved watching his juices shoot out when he came.

But after each instalment, I would say, `` I wish that cock was inside me for real. ``

And Sean would say, `` I wish it was fucking your hot wet cunt til I could n't confine off filling you with my cum. ``

Finally, we could n't hold out and started working on a plan. It turns out there is a hiking lead midway between our homes and our plan centered around that. A day arrived when we both were alone and could spend a few hours together. We drove to a trail mind and parked our elevator car.

I got into the front tooshie of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his stopcock in my helping hand and his hired hand wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my shorts and slipped it into my panty. It was getting hot and I 'm sure we would feature both cum had another car not turned into the trail head lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like marry tramper, we got out of the car, clipped our water bottles to our shorts, sprayed each former with bug spray and headed down the lead. We actually had no idea if we could find oneself someplace to purloin off in private, but a mile down the path, there was a ridgeline off to the right and we went exploring. Down the early English, there was a guggle brook and we found ourselves completely out of muckle of the trail.

We sat on a bombastic rock and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at first, but the love soon overcame us and my shorts and scanty ended up on the woodland floor. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and undid my bra. He knelt in the leaves and sucked and licked my mamilla. Then his face was between my legs and my orgasm started to build.

'' Oh Sean, fuck me, love me now, '' I begged.

But the rock did n't work too well as a professorship or the edge of a bed. When I leaned back there was no plaza for my elbows. So I stood up, turned around and leaned over the rock, propping myself up on my hands.

Sean really loved that view and spent a few more minutes licking and fingering my kitty-cat. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

'' Please, please, fuck me. Fuck me now ! ! ``

He stood and grabbed my tits from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger fucked me one Thomas More time before I felt his grand lance push all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet fingerbreadth moved to be rimming my shit. As he shoved in again and again, I felt saliva lsnd on my asshole and soon there was a finger in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was sure my moans carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can fuck me where your finger's breadth is if you want, '' I managed to grumble. Sir Thomas More spit on my buns hole and his slimy calamus pushed into my ass. I managed to hold myself up on one hand and pleasure my clitoris with the other as his strokes intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and entered my vagina again. A few strokes and his hot juices started to sate me. I could find them leaking out as stroke after throw pumped more into me. `` So good. So good, '' I moaned til I came myself.

I stood and a chunk of everything ran down my leg. The only thing I had to wipe myself off was my pantie. Sean let me use his tee shirt and then rinsed it off in the brook. We climbed back over the ridgepole, and when we were sure nobody would see us coming out of the woods, We got back on the trail. I 'm sure that people who passed us wondered how that shirt got so wet.

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Further on, behold, the trail passed behind a low motel. It looked like the perfect no-tell locus. We looked each early in the eyes.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

We had found our nursing home away from menage, so to verbalize, for month to come up .