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Martina smiled at me as she sat beside me and we tried without much success to steer in one direction.
Finally we gave up and just let the boat drift across the water.
Martina was there before and suggested an icecream parlour by the market square. " She looked around and whispered as she leaned in: "You have no idea... It was cold and hard, and I spread my labia while guiding it into my pussy. I turned the spoon inside me and pulled it out, holding it up to Martina, who took it reluctantly in her mouth, but started sucking it thoroughly. She squealed and whimpered, when she came, and stood there for a while gasping for air, the plug still inside her. I pulled up my skirt and she purred happily at the sight of my red bush. I pissed on her, and she swallowed it happily, as if she never did anything else.
She gave me another description of herself, so I might recognize her. Last night, I gave myself a long nice shower in preparation for today, and I thought of our hot chats. "Wow, I did..." she started to say when I interrupted her harshly by aiming a spray of pee straight at her face. I wondered if her mind wasn't dirtier than she would let on, because now she was "in the mood" she didn't know any boundaries. She had a few clunky rings on her fingers and several bangles that clattered on her wrist.
She looked happy, very proud and at peace with herself and the world. We had drifted to the opposite shore of the lake and the other boats were far away from us, but they probably could still see her sit there topless. She looked around and then took off her pants, until she was all naked, the plug still in her butt. "I don't like to shave, and they're so light most people don't even notice," I answered. She was beautiful, sexy, nicely shaped and desirable. I loved her pubic hair, her tits, her pussy, her ass. Without hesitation she spread her legs and pulled her labia open. I kissed her mouth passionately, pushing my tongue inside her, tasting her, feeling her tits against mine, holding her tight, trembling, happy, tired and fucked out of my mind.
The top was now semi-transparent from wetness and her nipples were showing clearly, which made her look even more appetizing. "I' M KAT' S DIRTY CUNT HOLE SLAVE MARTINA! I have no clue if anyone heard us, but the thought of her screaming her horniness out into the world turned me on so bad I lost my inhibitions and just wanted to finish her off.
Even though I didn't need the spoon, I inserted it quickly in my pussy until it was covered in a thin layer of slime, and then we left the bathroom. Brutally, I slammed four fingers inside her twat like a pocket.
She had a fetish for tits and was very proud of her own bust, which she classified as a 38 D. We squeezed in anyway and locked the door behind us. She moaned: "Those have been neglected for a long time." I pulled her top under her breasts and weighed them admiringly in my hands. I turned it, and began to move it inside her butt, which she visibly enjoyed.
It seemed a bit much for me, especially since she said she was otherwise quite slender and kept her weight, but had a great "latina ass". They really were her whole pride and joy, and rightfully so. Martina leaned against the wall and let me take her, while unbuttoning her jeans and sliding a hand inside them. Martina pulled her hand back and said meekly: "No goddess, may I? "Oh mistress, do you know how much I longed for that?
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