The note was from Katie, and it instructed me to replace the note with $300 cash and then leave the envelope on her desk before she left for the day. ... don’t carry cash hardly anymore, who does now days. I ran across the street to an ATM and withdrew the funds. Stuffing the envelope and running, I almost fell. I had to laugh at myself. I had just masturbated in a restaurant, let a girl I just met play with my cock in public, Jacked off in a parking garage, and now was stuffing cash money in. I wonder a little bit about how Paula’s red hair will look next to yours, and I run my fingers through your hair and then through hers a bit as we fall into a deep, happy sleep. Chapter 2 -“A change in course” Morning comes to the South China Sea as I slowly return to wakefulness, stretching myself out against your body as I enjoy the gentle motion of the boat. I smile inside and out as I breathe in the fresh clean air which is coming into our stateroom with the morning sunshine. With my. ?Naver used the last vestiges of rational thought to pull her little skirt from under her, sitting directly on to the seat and feeling the harsh material chafe and rub on the backs of her thighs and on her now bare arse. But it was better to suffer the harshness of rough material on her smooth flesh than the humiliation of a wet skirt!?She felt herself coming back to reality. He was bringing her back to earth gently. Although she had not reached heaven (while it had been agonisingly close). “Get down on your knees!” as a command like that. I comply quickly, kneeling down in front of him, unzipping my fly to play with my cock.He unzips his fly and pulls out his cock, which is hairy as all get out. Married straight guys don’t trim their pubic hair. I like married straight guys.“Can I see your balls?” I ask, and with a sigh, he pulls his scrotum out through the fly-hole in his underwear and through the fly in his pants. His balls are large and soft and hairy.He puts one hand on my.