The Haven was in a panic when Dave arrived home from Fishing.
“Donna has gone into labour,” Granny cried as he stepped off the boat. “Matron was working and you were away, so it was left to us to get her over to the ambulance.”
“Albert took her over in a net dinghy, the ambulance was waiting at the boat ramp and she’s now in the maternity Hospital.”
“If you drop down to see her, ring Madison while you’re down there. Chloe and Grace are coming up for a few days you can bring them back in the house boat.”
Matron greeted him at the hospital. “I told Donna you would come to her as soon as you heard,” she said as she kissed him.
“Is any thing wrong?”
“No but she was lonely and a little scared when her baby arrived.”
“Now that you’re here, she’ll be right.”
Donna started to cry when she saw him, “I missed you. I wanted you here when the baby was born.”
Dave sat on the side of the bed and put his arms around her.
“I’m here love; you know I will always be here for you.”
She relaxed in his arms, her hand drifting down to rub his half hard cock. “Do I still make you horny? Do you still want me?” she whispered.
He laughed, “You know you do, but we can’t do anything here in front of a ward full of mothers and babies.”
Donna pulled him down until his head was on her soft breasts. She pulled her top open, “Suck them, matron will stand guard so no one will see.”
Matron who had stood watching winked, “I told you she would be alright once she saw you.”
When he returned to the house boat from the hospital Chloe and Grace were on board. They were both in swimmers having swum in the river using the houseboats duckboard as a diving platform.
Dave studied their bodies as they got underway. Grace’s body still showed the effect of the latest bashing from her violent husband. Faded black and blue bruise marks stood out against her white skin.
Grace was much shorter than Chloe. They were as different as chalk and cheese. Chloe tall thin and tanned. Her breasts small and hard. Grace was shorter and thicker, with big soft breasts, wide hips and stubby legs.
Both had been in the Women’s shelter for some tine escaping from domestic violence. They had visited the Haven and been invited back by Dave`s women.
“I’m going to get a tan,” Grace called as she climbed up to the upper deck. “Good idea,” Dave responded. “I’ll rub some oil on you if you like.” When Grace declined Chloe winked at him and said “you can rub me.”
She put her fingers to his lips to signal him to be quiet and dropped her top, letting her hard pointy breasts swing free.
“They like being rubbed,” she whispered as she tipped a little coconut oil in Dave`s hand.
“Bloody hell I’ve got to steer,” Dave moaned as she moved closer letting him steer with one hand and oil her breasts with the other.
“Let me take the wheel,” she whispered, “then you can use both hands.” She moved to stand legs astride in the wheel house. Dave stood behind her a breast in each hand.
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They motored slowly up river. While Dave kissed her neck and shoulders, Chloe moved her body back and rubbed her rear against his erection. She was breathing heavy, her nipples tight and hard in his hands.
Dave was instantly horny. He kissed along the back of her neck and let his hands stray down to play with her belly button and stroke her hard thighs.
Her groans of encouragement spurred him on. He slipped down on one knee removing the bottom of her swimmers.
Chloe shuddered when his oily fingers stroked her pussy lips. She giggled when he asked her to stand further away from the wheel so he could slide down between her legs and sit on the deck in front of her pussy.
She gasped out loud when his hands gripped her arse cheeks and his fingers stroked both holes.
She stopped giggling when his tongue licked around her inner thigh and found her clit. Her hand left the wheel to hold his head as he looked up and smiled. “Keep your eyes peeled for boats, if you don’t hang on to the wheel we’ll either run aground or hit something.”
“Who cares” she whispered.
He could feel her responding to his tongue. Her legs trembled against his face. She moaned, “Oh hell that’s lovely.”
Dave’s prick was pulsing, reacting to her shudders and moans. If I’m not careful he thought I’ll be loosing my load in my pants like a young kid.
Holding her by the cheeks of her flat bottom he directed his tongue, flicking it lightly over her clit and along her pussy lips.
Chloe responded with an intensity that took him by surprise. “Oh my, do that again please, kiss it again,” she cried as she let go the wheel and ran her hands through his hair holding him close.
Dave was pushed back, his face covered in saliva as Chloe grunted and groaned trying to make more and more contact with his probing mouth and his nibbling lips. Her legs and hands gripped his shoulders and head as she totally lost control.
She wriggled and bucked her pussy as she felt him fall away. “Oh shit, don’t stop, I’m going to come.” She screamed as she smashed her body hard against his face.
Dave was trying to lick her clit and chew it lightly between his teeth. He was startled when she suddenly gave a low pitched whine, shuddered and came.
He struggled to hold his head back, but she grabbed him by the ears and held him tight.
They clung together until Dave felt the houseboat lose way and start to swing,
“Shit! what have you done,” he cried as he pushed her body back and moved his head so his mouth was free of her pussy.
“Let me up, so I can see what’s happening.”
Chloe giggled, “your too late, I’ve hit the release and dropped the anchor. The motor is out of gear. We’re swinging with the tide in midstream.”
