The teasing lick of Katy’s tongue made set Mike’s core aflame. He captured her mouth with his, and sucked on her tongue. His hands whipped open her robe aggressively, his hands palming, then clutching her breasts. Her skin there was even softer and silkier than up at her neck. He pulled his hands away only to take his own shirt off. After it came over his head he caught the vision of Katy’s open rope presenting the lure of her body underneath.<br/><br/>Mike wasted a moment looking to the boathouse. Beth and Sean had disappeared, and Mike found his opportunity. He started opening his shorts as he gazed at Katy, hoping this was exactly what they both wanted. He had been attracted to Katy from the start, and now he wanted to become a part of her.<br/><br/>Now naked, Mike moved back to Katy and turned her around so she was facing away from him. His lips kissed where her shoulder met her neck, and his hard, fleshy cock pressed against the round of her ass. With his touch he guided Katy over to the breakfast table, his hands roaming her body, exploring, taking. From where they were positioned they could see the door of the boathouse, so they knew exactly just how long they had.<br/><br/>With his hand Mike bent Katy over the table just slightly with a little push. He wet his fingers with the other hand and slipped them into Katy’s crotch from the front, finding out exactly how wet she was for him in that moment. He continued to kiss her back, neck and shoulder as his loins pressed her to the table edge, his fingers gentle as they probed her folds and played with her clit.