Anderson took a deliberate bite of her puff pastry and looked atCecilia expectantly. Cecilia took a tiny morsel of puff pastry andlifted it to her mou...h."Now chew it slowly, like a real lady. Oh, honey, you look good likethat."Cecilia chewed endlessly at the morsel, trying to make it last, whileMs. Anderson kept a stern eye on her. "Good girl, you learn quick." Shepicked up a stalk of asparagus, put it in her mouth, closed her lips,and withdrew the length of it slowly, sucking off the bechamel. Finding clean water, he anchored a little way off the beach, dropped the stern swim ladder and dove in.'Interesting, ' he thought. 'That's a hull down there.'Hold on a second.' Yes. 'It was moving slightly.'Rocking back and forth with the slight beach wave action ... wash and return.'How long has it been down?' he wondered.The bottom had the normal growth that all wood hulls had, but the sides that he could see were clean. There was a very slight trickle of bubbles coming up as the hull. I propped the iPad against a pillow so I had both hands available to please myself. I always loved to masturbate and did quite often.My dominant hand took hold of my cock and the feeling of pleasure was instant. The urge to grip tightly and beat off fast was there but I contained my eagerness to build up my orgasm slowly knowing I had over a weeks worth of cum that needed to be released. So I stroked my hard shaft slowly almost to the point I was barely touching the shaft but enough that the. "It's just Kennedy," she'd told him. "I'm not a Miss."Mr. Glastonbury had smiled at her. "It is either Miss or Ms. I'm not very fond of the latter; it sounds rude. Miss Kennedy, our names no more go naked into the world than we do."He had a British accent, like the butler of Family Affair, she thought. That was kind of cool!Mr. Glastonbury turned to her stepfather. "Thank you, Mr. Stuyvesant, I'll manage from here."Kennedy watched her stepfather leave and then turned to Mr. Glastonbury, waiting.