Cunnilingus in the canoe

Rachel pushes her slick body back into me, and sighs, “I just want you to make me feel good. By the way, you missed an area with the sunscreen. You should apply some before my boobs get burned and you won’t be able to touch them without causing me pain.”

She reaches up and unties the top behind her neck. She lets it fall, exposing her deliciously milky tits to the sunshine. I fill my hands with an obscene amount of lotion. I wrap my arms around her body and start rubbing it in.

Her tits are so soft, and mold to my hand as I cover them in slippery wet sunscreen. She moans softly as I rub around her pink nipples. I lift each large breast and make sure I get the underside. Her back must constantly ache from carrying these around all the time.

I rub between her breasts, then cover the top of her chest to her neck. I slide my hands around her neck, and massage her massages. I knead into them, really concentrating on relieving her tension. She lets out a long loud breath and relaxes into my arms. I work the muscles in her back as the sun soaks into her white pale skin.

I massage her for so long my hands begin to tire and clamp. I stop massaging, and kiss on her neck. I kiss up to her ear, and then suck on her lobe. I whisper, “Do you want me to kiss you anywhere else?”

She giggles, “Really? Right here in the canoe?”

I bite her ear, “Yes right here. I’m eager to taste you.”

She turns around, and rocks the canoe. She says, “Shit. How is this going to work?”

I say, “Lay back with your head on the seat on your side of the canoe, and you can rest your butt here on this middle beam. I’ll just kneel inside the boat.”

She laughs, “Oh my god. We’re going in the water, aren’t we?”

“No,” I assure her. “I’ll keep us balanced.

The boat rocks as she enacts my plan. She lays on her back, her big tits sag to the sides. She rest her butt on the beam and spreads her legs so her feet dangle off the canoe near the water. I move forward off my seat, careful not to tip the boat. I grab her bikini bottoms and pull them off her legs.

I admire her in the sunlight. Her c-section scar is a wicked shade of red that contrasts starkly with her pale freckled skin. She has a small patch of light red pubic hair with soft fuzz covering her mound. I take my hand and spread her lips. She is a wonderful shade of pink with a sexy nub of a clitoris.

I tell her, “You’re beautiful.” I kiss the inside of her pale toned thighs. I kiss on the outside of her pussy, feeling the fuzz on my lips. My tongue traces the length of her scar. I look up at her I kiss and suck her between my lips. I finally make my way back down to her pussy. I kiss and suck on her sensitive clit.

Rachel moans my name, and the canoe gently shakes. I bring out my tongue and lap the full length of her slit. I taste the saltiness of her sweat from her run. I smell her hard work she puts in to keep her body in this amazing shape. I lick it all up, enjoying the savory unclean taste. My tongue dived deep inside her hole.

She moans louder when I replace my tongue with my finger. She’s so wet and tight. My fingers rubs inside her feeling her warm texture. My tongue swirls around her clit and I look up at her.

One of her hands grips the side of the canoe, while the other squeezes one of her tits. Her pale nipple pinched between her fingers. The sight turns me on even more. I slip another finger into Phoebe’s tight opening. She tilts back her head and opens her mouth, letting out a deep “AHHHH!”

I fuck her with my two fingers, in and out, in and out, while my tongue laps and licks, swirls and flicks. The canoe rocks, back and forth, back and forth. Rachel’s orgasm echoes across the pond. Her hands grip into my hair, and she pulls it. Her long legs close, and my head is pinched between her thighs. She moans and shakes. The canoe wobbles side to side. She screams, scaring the birds.

And the canoe flips.