I ordered a taxi. "You were right Angie Taxi on its way" I said. "I know ! I told you but earlier than you thought though !". she whispered back with ... smile.We helped Trevor Into the taxi then got in ourselves. Once back at their house I again helped Trevor into the house and took him immediately to bed. He was asleep by half one !"Drink Steve ?" Angie asked. " Why not and music eh ?" I replied."Of course Steve and more... much more" She leaned over put her arm around me and kissed me full on. Capt. Andy ran a small shrimp boat providing seafood for a bar/grill he was part owner of. Unlike other,bigger boats, Capt. Andy only made short trips during shrimp season. I arrived at the small dock, met Capt. Andy and agreed on a job. It was my 3rd trip with him and his deckhand,Dick. Dick was not his real name but a nickname he'de been given, I was about to find out why. It was 3 am, we were separating the catch, 2 miles out when a fishing boat approached. Nothing unusual here as boats. Ophelia’s head turned a little, her lips were searching for the swollen head. Holding her in place, Hector seemed to tease her, grinding his shaft against her lips as she squirmed to take him. He tugged roughly on her hair, her head pulled right back, and the giant man shuffled forward. Looking down at the helpless woman, he lowered his heavy sack into her open, waiting mouth. Hector’s body tensed at once, his head falling backwards, and Sykes knew Ophelia had him where she wanted him. Sykes. The day finally arrived and that morning from work Nicole had sent me a picture taken from the bathroom at her work. She was bent against the cubicle door and had positioned the phone on top of the toilet on a timer. Her knickers were pulled midway down her thighs and both her pussy and arsehole were exposed. LOOKING FORWARD TO YOUR COCK STUFFING BOTH MY HOLES AGAIN the caption read. I was sat at my desk when it arrived and immediately had a huge boner in my trousers. I had told myself the.