Strangers Steal the Show

As I catch my breath, I notice the couple on the ski-do and more active than I'd first thought, and I quickly catch sight of her bouncing up and down upon him, her back to him. She gasped out loud, her breasts bouncing before us as she pressed him deeper inside herself. She's not doing it slowly either; her movements are quick, pounding her ass against him in the process. Ashley is evidently caught up in what she's seeing also, as her attention is now solely on what they are doing before us.

For his part, he has a left hand on by her breasts, and his left on her side, watching her every moment, and the smile plastered on his face tells me he's clearly enjoying himself. She cries out loud, clearly invested in the act far more than any concern she may have had at being caught in such a public act. In moments, his left hand gives her a squeeze, before moving around behind and untying her bikini top, rendering her quickly naked before us.

She gasps, but her pace only slows down momentarily. As we watch, he hands off the bikini, both the top and the g-string, to someone else; another couple who passes by there left slowly on a different ski-do. I watch in amusement as she tries to cover her bouncing bosom, only for him to catch her hand in his, holding it close to her side for several seconds, kissing her neck as she bounces upon his hard member. She made a ragged moan then, her head tipped to one side, as he returned her hand to the handlebars. I quickly become aware that her cries have an undertone of almost primal, savage desire to them, and I find myself aware of my own desire rising up within me. I look to see both Harry and Joe, along with their Dad and Ashley, were transfixed at the sight. I turn back to hear her make a loud cry, before somehow finding a way to go even faster upon his dick, pumping it swiftly.

It does not take long before he unloads himself deep within her, and her speed soon slows as she makes sure she gets all of it. Still gasping, she gives him a kiss, which lasts for several seconds before she reaches a hand toward his, taking it off the control handle. Quickly, he grabs it again, placing it softly back on the control. I see her eyes go wide as she realizes he no longer has her string bikini, causing her to quickly scan for it, and as evidently, not spotting where it went. Her surprise is reduced some when he kisses her neck again, reminding her of their relationship. Her friends hadn't forgotten, though, and they quietly talked to excitedly, chatting amongst themselves, laughing as their voices overlaped.

p not long before I hear movement aboard ship, and wonder what it could mean, and what, if anything, I should do now ...