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A Superior Ride

... enjoy the sensation, and then continue my slide down his pole. I started squeezing him once he was inside me. I could feel him up against my cervix. With my hands resting on his chest, and my breasts hanging inches from his mouth, I just stared down into his beautiful face. Neither of us moved. I continued to squeeze him inside me and he started to slowly pump into me. He began to pick up his speed as he sucked on my tits. Finally, I just leaned back and started to join with his movements. I moved my hips in unison with his thrusts. My breasts started to jiggle and then started to bounce wildly as I road this man with everything I had. We both were out of control, breathing wildly, gasping for breath. “Amy I am going to come!” Lars gasped. I felt his warm cum splashing deep inside me as he grunted with each spurt. That pushed me over the top, and I came again and again. We collapsed next to each other, drenched in sweat, and out of breath. Finally, I said, “I suppose we better get them that gas.” “Amy, I have never had sex like this before. Can I see you again?” “I have a room at the Rittenhouse. Come there tonight.” We dressed quickly, zipped into Bayfield, and headed out to rendezvous with the Aphrodite, with two tanks of diesel fuel. As Lars helped Mike with the fuel, I whispered to Jenn, “I think we will need the two rooms tonight after all. Lars will be joining me.” Jenn squealed, hugged me and gave me a big kiss just as the two men came on deck. “What’s all that about?” queried Mike. “Just happy we are all alive Captain,” we said together. We waved goodbye to Lars and watched him speed away. Later, as we entered the harbor, Mike turned to me and said, “I am really sorry Amy that your ride on Superior was a bust.” “Not at all Mike,” I replied and gave Jenn a wink. “I had a superior ride today!”