She was free of his probing hands and mouth for a brief moment but only for a moment.  Another memory floods her, the attentions of an amorous merman was much like these of this man.  Ah, now she knew the proper song to sing.  It was full of passion, the rise of the waves of desire.  It had driven the merman to the brink of sexual madness, surely it would do the same for a man.<br/><br/>This was a somewhat different experience for her sea body was quite different from this land body she now possessed.  She welcomed the moisture from his mouth upon her breasts, for her body craved water, preferably salt, but any was better than none.  His fingers probed between her legs, entered her body, stroking a sensitive nodule that caused muscles to constrict, her back to arch and a wetness to flow.  Her voice rose and fell with each small wave of pleasure that broke and rippled through her.<br/>