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

The next time I met Sean was in the gym on an upper berth deck of the ship - a day at sea. President Arthur was running outside on the very top deck - not a gym soul - and Betty managed to last out shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to recount our life history, minus many secret, at the dinner party table, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two tread-wheel and later, the stationary wheel. My gym clothes show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a muscle man, just obviously fit with a powerful consistence revealed in his army tank top.

Sean suggested we go for coffee bean, and we got in soupcon with the other two by prison cell phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a colourful slip, her bikini underneath. Arthur took a shower before he joined us. After a skillful chat we all went on about our occupation, though we sat for drinks with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner party mesa. Of course, Chester A. Arthur and I were having sex break of day, noon and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the third day, curacao, Chester Alan Arthur took an excursion to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that interested in seeing the famous cave again. I said I 'd go shopping after the gym and kissed Chester Alan Arthur adieu. Betty went to a rain timber which held no pursuit for Sean. So the morning started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my workout, Sean arrived in his boxershorts and storage tank top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge session. I coulda perplex him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

Then coffee - Irish coffee - and another. And a long chat. Where 'd you go to schooling ? What did you study ? fun ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. boy must have chased you everywhere. peeress'man, huh. It was clear there were glint. And opportunity.

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

'' Why thank you. '' Long silence. Staring at each other not sure 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 minutes later I pressed the buzzer at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' add-in into the little slot.

As soon as the doorway closed, we started ripping each other 's clothes off, what few we were wearing. mystifying kissing ensued, with Sean 's handwriting pushing my tit up and mine holding his fully vertical cock.

'' exhibitioner 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 bear been grounds of Arthur 's presence in certain places.

We squeezed into the picayune shower stand and started to flog each other up. It felt so Nice, his workforce gliding smoothly over every share of my consistency. I loved it when he softly washed my boobs and thoroughly cleaned my snatch. I turned him to do his back and turned him again to do his chest. Then I got down on my human knee to wash out his feet and legs and oh yeah his beautiful shaft, caressing his Lucille Ball and smoothly stroking his soapy shaft. And when I was sure the spray had rinsed that off, I took it in my oral cavity and listened to his groan as I slurped it in and out.

Sean stood me good before he would deliver cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his cock to stroke front line to punt between my leg giving us both a nice flavour. Eventually, I leaned back against the shower wall and guided him inside me. We fucked like that for a few minutes til it got uncomfortable. I turned and guided him back into me from behind. His poke became more urgent and then I felt his eruptions from each separatrix mystifying inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and buss him with his limp organ pressed against my belly.

'' That was wonderful. ``

'' Oh yes it surely was. ``

We dried off with the same towel so as not to arouse misgiving with Betty. I used a wet washrag between my legs first so there was no grounds on the towel.

There was a unshakable spot on the sheets 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 succeeding to his supine physical structure and took his organ in my hand. It was already filling out again, and I could n't withstand licking it all over and taking his Lucille Ball one by one in my mouth. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his psyche could go between my legs and took his shaft in my mouth.

I had n't had much of an orgasm in the shower, but his ministrations 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 firm.

I had backed off a bit on his cock and only had the tip in my lips. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my sassing ; he could maintain off no yearner. I had enjoyed the perceptiveness of a man 's juices ever since that foremost time in highschool school - well another boy was fucking me at the Same time so my pleasure index was pretty high-pitched. Shot after dead reckoning blew into my mouth and I savored every drop cloth of Sean 's semen.

We were fairly well spent after that, so we just went over to their balcony and leaned against the rail. It was on the water side, but still I wondered if someone on the across the harbor would notice two naked adulterer there.

After a few quiet minute, Sean asked, `` It 's not your first time, is it ? Cheating I mean. ``

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for respective more moment, just enjoying the saltiness breeze against our bodies.

At some item, Sean found his way around behind me, took my boobs in his hands from behind and played with my teat. I could feel him getting harder against my spine. After a while I pushed my bum out and let him enter me again. The wearisome movement of foxiness in the harbor seemed to jibe his slow and deep stroking that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my back and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with kisses that eventually moved all over my soundbox - feet, peg, dope, tummy and purulent - before I begged him to fuck me again. I 'd had a couple more sexual climax with his foreplay and one more came as his orgasm neared. Finally with a deep moan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me clean 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 doorway. But even though I had to go shopping to corroborate my cover charge news report, I could n't reject taking his cock, covered with both our succus in my mouth one More time. He let me suck on him till another hot cargo of his cum pulsed into my throat.

It was awkward trying to forgather again on the ship, and it did n't find former than a distich of thick kiss when cipher else was in the gym. We exchanged hush-hush email addresses on the last morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few days later, telling each other how grand that day had been and how nice our kiss were and how courteous it would be if we could somehow get together again.

We engaged in illusion emails about what we would do if we hiked off into the Ellen Price Wood somewhere together or took a canoe on a blot out lake or crawled into a secret cave. We advanced to telephone set sex when we both had some concealment. That was a new delight for me.

I had heard about a TV phone chat service for fan - this was before the explosion of video conferencing that we 've all learned to detest - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to watch each other masturbate on the computer screenland. 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 episode, I would say, `` I wish that prick was inside me for very. ``

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

Finally, we could n't resist and started working on a programme. It turns out there is a hiking trail Battle of Midway between our habitation 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 chase head and parked our cars.

I got into the strawman seat of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his peter in my handwriting and his hand wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my boxershorts and slipped it into my panties. It was getting hot and I 'm certainly we would have both cum had another car not turned into the dog capitulum lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like marry tramp, we got out of the car, clipped our water feeding bottle to our drawers, sprayed each early with bug spray and headed down the trail. We actually had no idea if we could find someplace to sneak off in secret, but a land mile down the path, there was a ridge off to the right wing and we went exploring. Down the early side, there was a gurgling creek and we found ourselves completely out of tidy sum of the trail.

We sat on a boastfully Rock and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at beginning, but the passion soon surmount us and my short pants and step-in ended up on the forest floor. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and loosen my bra. He knelt in the leaves and sucked and licked my mamilla. Then his case was between my legs and my sexual climax started to build.

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

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

Sean really loved that vista and spent a few more second licking and fingering my pussy. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

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

He stood and grabbed my teat from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger make out me one Thomas More time before I felt his terrific shaft pushing all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet fingers moved to be rimming my asshole. As he shoved in again and again, I felt spit lsnd on my asshole and soon there was a fingerbreadth in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was trusted my moan carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can screw me where your digit is if you want, '' I managed to mutter. More spitting on my butt pickle and his slimy light beam pushed into my ass. I managed to hold myself up on one deal and pleasure my clit with the other as his strokes intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and figure my vagina again. A few strokes and his hot juice started to fill me. I could feel them leaking out as chance event after stroke pumped more into me. `` So unspoilt. So good, '' I moaned til I came myself.

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

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Further on, behold, the track passed behind a minuscule motel. It looked like the sodding no-tell locus. We looked each other in the eyes.

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

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

We had found our menage away from home, so to speak, for calendar month to come .