Finally, at midnight, I poured a big tumbler of scotch. Milf sex It never got back to me. I dinked into shore and beached the boat. The sun was just lighting the horizon. You must be the birthday girl, Rita.” “You got it, Sailor. Just pound me, pound me. We went back to just making out for a while. The porn had little effect on me. She reached one hand around and pulled her butt cheeks apart as she bent over a bit more. And happy birthday!!” Everyone raised their drink and cheered “Here, here!” and chugged at their drink. The tent was empty, everyone was by the fire. With a few more strokes, I shot my load on my belly, relieving my angst, sending my anxiety away for the moment. She was more alert now; the swim had refreshed her. In the area I was in, there was no available space so, at dusk, I simply maneuvered close to shore and dropped anchor in ten feet of water.
