The old pier is built of wood and is stepped to make boarding the ferry easy whatever the tide. (At high water much of it is under water and the end i... indicated by a post). Chrissie sat on one of the steps about half-way down and just looked at the water, aware at some level of the sounds of the place; the piping calls of wading birds, the raucous shouts of the gulls. Somewhere in the distance a fox barked.As she sat, a Little Tern plunged into the water quite close and reappeared with a small. As she was watching the other guys rubbing themselves she whispered to me, "you can take them out if want?" Without hesitation I pulled down the top of her tank top and pulled out both of her large tits that were now on display for everyone to see. The crowd at the front grew a little bit bigger to about 5 guys now that were all now rubbing themselves. I slid my hand down her pants and she was soaked along with her clit being as hard as I have ever felt it. After a few more minutes of rubbing. “Who is it?” Sarah shouted from a room upstairs. “It’s me!” I shouted back. She ran downstairs to meet me. When she opened the door and I saw that she was wearing a little skirt that really looked hot. I could feel my pants getting tight–tight in the crotch. She had a tank top on that showed her erect nipples. I didn’t really know what that meant, but I knew that I liked it. “Hey! Come on in. I’ll go get our books,” she invited me in. She was my red haired goddess, my Sabrina. Yeah, I knew she was extremely high maintenance, but she was great in the sack. So, where did it all go wrong? I was found bribing a judge on my last case. The thing was I knew my client was guilty of all the crimes that were pinned against. The guy was a homicidal maniac who went and shot up a bank, killing seven people, then stole a car after the shooting, and to top it off, the guy engaged in a high speed chase with the cops. I got cocky and took.