Finally, we arrived at the apartment. It had become so erotic that it could give a Senegalese regiment a hard-on. She let out a soft moan, arching her back to highlight her pubic mound. The boat was sinking into the water, the spray washing over the cabin and crashing onto the aft deck, soaking us to the skin. After a few sucks on his miniature penis, she stiffened with uncontrollable pleasure. She was wearing heels that matched her outfit. The top of her dress hugged her breasts, revealing their roundness through the sheer fabric, with her nipples poking out, stimulated by the damp fabric and the cooling breeze. Her magnificent breasts were visible beneath the damp fabric, the triangle of her pubic hair revealing her crotch. Involuntary exhibition, but how subject to foreplay. She said to me,
“Give me a few moments and come find me.”
I continued my shower to remove the salt that had settled on my body, my mast straightened and raised. I let her walk a few meters ahead of me to admire her nakedness, silhouetted in the sun through her light clothing.
