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displayed her full breasts. Molded to her torso, the material accentuated her curves, and the high French cut bottom ensured he had an unhampered view of those long legs he wanted permanently wrapped around his hips. Or up around his ears.
    Moving up next to her, Trip sunk his toes in the sand, wrapped a hand around her nape and meshed their lips. Karen’s lips parted, and he dove inside, tongues twining, tasting, giving, and taking. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him in closer, those glorious breasts pressing into his chest. When they pulled back to gasp for oxygen, he caught the light fragrance of her arousal on the breeze and decided it would be legs around his ears because he was dying for a taste. He glanced at the long bench seat of their ride and decided it was the ideal length for what he had in mind.
    He lowered Karen onto her back and got drunk on the sight of her laid out with her legs spread over the padded seat, burning the imagine into his memory. “So fucking beautiful, darlin’.”
    Trip leaned over and starting at her knee, licked, kissed and nibbled his way to the juncture of her thighs. He took a deep breath, savoring her musky scent, sporting a goofy grin as he watched the material covering her pussy grow wetter by the second. Hooking a finger under the edge, he slid the fabric out of his way and blew a stream of warm breath over her slick, swollen folds, thinking he’d died and gone straight to heaven.
    “Oh, yes,” she cried as he made a broad sweep with his tongue up one side and down the other then smacked his lips.
    Settling in for a nice, long feast, he pinned her rolling hips to the seat under one arm, spread her folds with his fingers and fucked his tongue into her hot, fluttering cunt. Karen’s ecstatic cries were muffled as her thighs clamped down on his head. Replacing his tongue with two fingers, he lapped up her spicy sweet cream, his new favorite treat.
    “Trip,” she cried. “Please…stop.” Her thighs squeezed tighter, and she grabbed his hair, pulling him away from his most favorite place in the world.
    “Huh?” He stared at her through a lust-induced haze. “Was I hurting you?”
    “No,” she panted. “Love it…but I want…to play. Please. Wanna suck…your cock.”
    Fuck yeah!
    Before she’d gotten the last words out of her mouth, he jumped up and moved to the back of the craft where Karen’s neck rested on the curved end of the seat, watching him from her upside down position. Her hair hung in thick dark waves over their ride, the tips touching the sand.
    Dropping his trunks in the sand, Trip took his aching shaft in hand, stepped up onto the base of the craft, standing with his legs spread, a foot on each side. Before he could adjust his position, Karen wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking the head into the damp warmth of her mouth. He cursed as he fell forward, catching his upper body by grabbing the handlebars.
    “A little warning next time please, darlin’.” Not that he was complaining. Not when she hummed an acknowledgement around his rock-hard shaft while sucking him farther down her throat.
    Taking a moment to catch his breath, he braced his arms between her thighs, spreading them wider. She rolled her hips and he took the unsubtle hint, hissing as her tongue lashed at the sensitive spot beneath his crown.
    Sun beat down, heating his back and butt, a gentle ocean breeze caressing his skin, keeping the balmy Florida day comfortable. Seagulls squawked overhead and water lapped at the shore. The briny scent of saltwater combine with succulent feminine arousal to drive him insane.
    Life is good!
    Trip consumed his treat with single-minded focus, attempting to block out the indescribable pleasure of her mouth and tongue doing their best to drive him over the edge. He thrust two fingers into her pussy, groaning as it sucked at the digits, mimicking the suction of her mouth working his cock. With a finger on either side of her distended