“Keep going slut” Slut? How was I a slut? He was the only guy I had ever been with. I didn’t want it. I just kept sucking. Trying to do it well ...o this would end. The excitement must have got to him. “You better swallow it all bitch” He grunted.I felt his dick swell; I wrapped my lips around his shaft. I did not want him to hurt me anymore. I knew what was coming. The first squirt hit my throat. He grabbed my head and made sure he emptied himself in my mouth. My eyes watered as I felt his cum. I'm a NAUI and PADI certified dive instructor among other things but haven't given a lesson in years. I had a feeling we would be snorkeling rather than SCUBA diving today but we had all the gear for both. Captain Ponz's boat was a 27' aluminum hull catamaran designed just for diving. It had an air compressor, small galley and latrine and a ladder that would drop down into the sea to make getting back on board easier. There were four bunks below deck."Hello," she called out. "I'm Nancy. I won. And tonight I just wasn't in the mood to hear their animalistic fuck-spree. I rubbed my eyes a little and stumbled out of bed to be greeted with none other than September's brisk night air against my young devoloping breasts. My nipples immediatly began to harden as I fumbled around for a t-shirt or something. I found the cocktail dress I had worn to my uncle's house-warming party two nights prior dangling over one of my bed posts. I grabbed it quickly, throwing it over my nude body. It was a. ’ Helooked at Rick with a wicked grin. ‘Are you sure you have to go to work?We could have some fun this morning.’ As he said it, Chris ran hisfingers across the front of Rick’s panties which were now feelingtighter as his cock began to swell.‘No. I have to go in.’Chris pouted, ‘Oh well, there will always be tonight, I suppose. Buthere’s something to think about at work.’ Chris leaned and kissed Rick,whilst he let his robe fall open and pushed Rick’s hand inside and heldit against his cock. ‘See.