The poor guy's home life degraded into a death spiral.I suppose that's why he bought into a forty-eight-foot steel-hulled custom cabin cruiser that he...had docked in Jacksonville Florida. Six months after Jack died his estate executor sent me the title, the slip contract and the keys along with a short letter explaining the legacy. Needless to say you could have knocked me over with a soda straw when I read it.Soon I had my car packed up and arranged to take my year's vacation in one big slug. I. She stood on the balcony gazing out at the nice view it afforded and told Craig that she could easily get used to this lifestyle. He took her in his arms and gave her a kiss. The intensity of the kiss increased and they soon were in the bedroom both naked on the bed making love. It was as good as he hoped it would be.When they both had cum and were resting in each other’s arms, Monica looked at Craig and smiling asked him if this was a ‘nooner?’He told her that it was and if she played her. I nodded.“Yeah,” I said. “Do I know you?”“No, not yet, but maybe in a few more minutes,” he said. “My name is Carlton, Carlton Hanson.”“Andrew, Brown,” I said.“I know,” he said. I gave him a questioning look.“Huh?” I said.“I’m married to Lea,” he said. The smile faded from my face. The beer was halfway to my lips I set it down.“Leave,” I said. “I don’t know you and I don’t want to.”“Look, please, we need to talk...”I picked up the bottle and hit him with it hard, and then I hit him again and. He kept kissing me while I was moaning and this worked good. In not a very long time I was with my hands on his groin. Feeling it getting hard.After some time, I bent low and moved my head closer to his dick. He was with both of his hands on my neck and my back. I kissed and slowly bit it from over his tracks. He moved his have from the next to the back of the head but not forcing me. He was telling me, “That’s not what many do.”I cared least to reply because I knew better how to respond to.