in jane's tone to me. Grabbing tenaciously in a stranglehold with the fingers of both hands, my hands on my head and clasping her, pressed my face to her magnificent elastic and full chest. To her black sticking out again from excitement, as well as her nipples tanned in her chest. And again dropped on the bed. She hit the headboard loudly on the ship's wall of the yacht.

- No words, just love me, my love! - she began to kiss me like a madman, throwing my left girl's leg bent at the knee on my stomach, and pressed her hairy pubis and wet crotch in my grease with passion-filled insane love crotch up to my already protruding fertile penis. Jane crawled onto the bed with me with her naked beautiful, body, again bursting with love, and fell on her back in front of me. I pounced on her and crushed myself. Jane spread her girlish legs, which are almost black with sunburn, stretched out wide in the hips, and my excited member sticking out like a steel rod penetrated it again. Penetrated into her feminine vagina opened in estrus, outlined along the contour with a dark stripe, like a tropical flower unfolded in leaves.

Jane was not like before, as always. Now was some kind of completely different. Some kind of mad and uncontrollable. Even in sex. Something happened today with both of them. And with Daniel and Jane. Something with us all, like doom or despair. Despair of what we soon have to see or experience. Desperation from our tiff. After I left the main cabin of Arabella, cursing myself for that incontinence and disruption, cursing myself for having cursed my beloved and beloved Jane in the heat of nerves, we missed her and went to our cabins. I heard how she began to calm Daniel down until he fell asleep and so ...

Jane groaned wildly and hysterically. Moaned like mad. The snake wriggled under my naked male body lying on it, arching upward on the bed with its bare tummy. Pressing his round navel to my naked belly, lifting up his hairy pubis, and

open crotch, sitting down to the limit on my child-bearing sticking member. She rolled her night-black eyes under the eyelids, breathing hotly in my face hanging above her. Just like in that fishing one

in coconut leaves hut. Just as then, grabbing my hair, pressed her face into her full, trembling love and fluttering chest.

“What was happening to her that night ?!” Jane! What's the matter?! What is my love ?! ”- I thought, loving her, silently and without words now, as she did to me this night among the hanging rocky shores of unfamiliar and dead islands. Here at our final travel point.

My thoughts are all messed up. I was thinking the devils, about what from the wild silent sexual madness that confused my whole consciousness. Our love is some kind of quiet insane madness. We loved each other then like a madman. Unaccountably and without thinking about anything except about love. As if in a mist of yet another love orgy, I violently thrust my protruding member into the womb of Jane's crotch that opened for me again that night, rolling my clouded eyes in my clouded mind. Sometimes I had bursts of clarification of the enlightened consciousness, and I thought about Daniel -«What is now with Daniel ?! ”- I thought -“ Is he asleep or not? If not, what does this do?

place of our ultimate parking? In the place of the death of their father? In a place of death of a board 556? ".

Then he again went into sexual insanity and moaned to the whole cabin as insane from the incomparable pleasure, which Jane once again bestowed on me.

On the ocean there was a dark and silent night.Only the sound of the waves was heard, in the opened window porthole of the upper deck superstructure, beating on the board of Arabella.

- What's the matter! You scare me darling! - I said through a moan, for a while again, having come to myself again and kissing my inconsolable Jane in love.

- I said, keep quiet, and love me! - Jane frantically and violently clutched her teeth in my chest, biting her like a mad bitch in a frantic pleasure, as if for the last time.

I grabbed her again with my fingers of my right hand for loose hair, black as pitch, hair, squeezed in my palm, and tore her head from my own to the blood of the bitten breast, pressed it to the pillows and stuck my lips into her grinning teeth in frantic ecstasy of the mouth.

I forgot all the conventions and any caution that night. Like mad, now I literally tormented her with my love on my bed, ending many times like her. There was no place on the body of my beloved Jane, which I would not have bitten and healed on that night.

Our common love and marriage bed in my cabin creaked wildly and knocked on the ship wall of our yacht. And only the internal sealed bulkheads drowned out all our love sounds inside our yacht.

What was going on with us now ?! What was it?!

Soon after both of us, having cracked enough love, two tireless and frantic lovers, fell asleep like dead men.

This was our last night, the night of our love.

End of the second series