In the other boat, Sherry's fingers danced over the tunic buttons. The blonde reached inside the lacy cloth to fondle Janet's soft tits. Each breast was a stiff-tipped, perfect handful for Sherry.
Janet stopped caressing Sherry's shoulders and breasts only long enough to shrug out of the lacy tunic. The creamy skin of the natural redhead looked like it would bruise with a kiss. When Janet pulled her mouth away from Sherry's lips, her expression said she wanted to be kissed until she was bruised allover.
Janet wore nothing at all under the tunic. The rich auburn of her uncrushed cuntal floss couldn't conceal the moist eagerness of her pussy. The woman's labia had a full swell, as opulent as the rest of her lush figure. The edges of her swampy crevice were steamy pink.
The redhead slipped Sherry's blue bikini panties down, revealing her dark-blonde thatch. The women devoured each other with torrid eyes. The white band of untanned flesh around Sherry's hips drew Janet's eye to the curly triangle of pubic hair. Sherry's pink nipples were bull's-eye lip targets on her ivory boobs.
Janet's fiery hair hung loose below her shoulders. She half-stood, propped herself with a hand on the rail. She stepped over Sherry's seat and sat with her knees outstretched on the taller woman's naked lap.
The women mashed their breasts together. The dewy slit of Janet's cunt rubbed juicily at the top of Sherry's labia. Janet's soft round buttocks molded to the top of Sherry's long, tanned thighs. They kissed again. Janet's floppy-brimmed white hat shaded both their faces.
The hot sun and their lusty closeness greased both women's bodies with sweat. Janet slid wetly against Sherry, smooth creaminess against salty, moist tan.
The sun glistened on Sherry's back as she bent to take Janet's nipples into her suctioning mouth. The blonde kneaded each breast into an up-pointing cone, forcing Janet's coral nipples into blunt peaks. Janet leaned back. Her titties thrust toward the sky. Sherry tongued each mound mercilessly.
The voluptuous duo made the little skiff rock in the water. Wavelets slapped against the side of the boat. Sherry eased Janet onto her back. Pale pink legs showed over the gunwales as Sherry stretched out on top of the curvaceous redhead. The broad whiteness of Sherry's buttocks descended slowly. The massive down pointing cones of the blonde's opulent jugs mashed softly on Janet.
Sherry lay between Janet's opened thighs. They ground their clitoral arches together. The coarser blonde hair wove into Janet's red pussytuft. Janet caressed Sherry's firm asscheeks. The soft skin stretched, then sprang back after each touch.
Sherry lavished kisses and touches on Janet's perfectly round breasts. Mrs. Green's dark-pink aureoles crinkled, little mazes of ridges standing and falling in an instant.
Sherry arched her back. She ground her cuntal arch on Janet's with all her weight. The heavy cones of her ivory tits swayed. Her arms were locked stiff, one hand on either side of her brother's wife.
Janet abandoned Sherry's untanned asscheeks. She grasped the sides of the blonde's magnificent breasts and buried her face between them. Fingers splayed, Janet mashed Sherry's tits against her head, wanting to smother in the female richness of her breasts.
"Janet! I love it! You're so much better than any man with my titties!" Sherry moaned. "You don't scratch and scrape me like their whiskers do!"
Janet gnawed the rubbery tips with lip shielded teeth. Her tongue flicked around and across the square-tipped confections like wind whipped ribbons. The firm pink bell of each aureole throbbed when Janet's mobile lips plucked its tenderness. Both cuntal mounds ground hotly together.
"Janet, darling Janet! Let me suck your pussy, please! The way you kiss my titties has me so hot I can't stand it! Give me this sweet muff," Sherry begged, putting a hand between them. She tugged softly at the smaller woman's fiery cuntal glory.
Janet surfaced from the responsive pink delicacies. Sherry's nipples ached at the sudden deprivation, but the blonde needed the taste of Janet's intimate juices. Janet looked up at Sherry. Her wide green eyes were dilated and a lewd blush flamed spots of high color in her cheeks. "Yes, Sherry! I get so hot with your titties! I need to feel your tongue all over my pussy! Your tits make me want to go off so badly!"
Janet started to lever herself further forward on the floor of the skiff. "No, Janet! I want you on top!" Sherry husked. The young blonde woman had a lusty gleam in her rapidly glazing eyes. "I want to drown in your cunt, darling."
"Yes! My God, yes, Sherry!" Janet moaned. Her creamy, even-toned skin gleamed. Janet rose to her knees in the wildly bobbing boat. She retrieved her hat, mindful of the sunburn her tender skin would take.
Sherry rolled on her back. The tall blonde slid between Janet's wide-placed knees and opened her own legs. The dark blonde of her pubes was sopping with their mixed cuntal juices. The edges of her cuntal valley glowed red from the agonizing rubbing against her brother's wife. Sherry's untanned skin was translucent, smoothly showing an erotic tracery of veins around the vee of her juicy nest.
Janet's fair-skinned ass filled her vision. Sherry loved the reddish tail of musky hair in her anal crevice. The blonde reached to caress the roundness of Janet's enchanting buttocks. Sherry kissed each ample mound lasciviously.
Janet moaned at the delicate touches. Her ass moved in sensuous circles above the blonde's face. Sherry kissed each available inch of the creamy asscheeks. Soft suction and long, flat tongued licks made Janet's pussy ooze viscous love-juice. The red-haired woman knelt upright, naked save for her white hat in the middle of the bay.
Janet caressed her own round titties. The soft weight of Sherry's ivory breasts touched the insides of Janet's thighs. Janet pressed her legs softly against the titmasses, slowly settling down onto Sherry's face.
Janet squeaked with sudden pleasure. Sherry plucked the hanging red hair between her lips. The redhead hung her pussy just above her lover's face savoring the light tingle of Sherry's tongue on the fiery bush.
Sherry pulled Janet's ass closer. She began tonguing the dewy slit just at the vaginal opening. Sherry licked back, up to and around the puckered rosebud of Janet's rectum.
The whole area was coated with both women's cunty musk. Sherry recognized the taste of her own pussy overlaying the flavor of Janet. Janet was a complete redhead, and even the scent of her cunt said so. The slick heaviness of essential feminine juices was there, but a sweet, lighter tang mixed into it. Perhaps it was only the fiery red of Janet's hair, but her pussy always reminded Sherry of strawberries.
Sherry put her tongue into the fleshy mouth of Janet's vagina. The female smell and taste were strongest there where none of Sherry's own juices had mingled with the copper-haired signature of Janet's cuntal dew.
Janet felt herself opening around her sister-in-law's tongue. Sherry always had known the best way to begin eating Janet's cunt. She didn't zero in on the clitoris right away. Sherry always tantalized Janet, licking the sensitive inner ridges of her pussy, then proceeding along the hotly swollen labia. Each teasing move of Sherry's lips and tongue brought hotter anticipation to Janet's loins.
"Yeah, Sherry! You are so nice down there! You make me open up so beautifully. I feel so loving when you eat me," Janet breathed. 'It really takes a woman to know exactly how to do that, darling."
Sherry licked languidly along the mons. The light, berry-like taste was more apparent at the top of Janet's pussy. Sherry was in no hurry. The flat of her tongue slid along each outer pussylip in turn, then along the floor of the crevice. The tender petals of the inner lips were next, and both women felt them swelling to the slithering kisses.
The feeling grew more intense. Janet stopped caressing her pillowy breasts. The red-haired woman supported herself on Sherry's up thrust knees. Her hat fell off again.