“Oh my god,” yelled Tyler. “This is why I’m gay!”“Oh yeah,” grinned Jim.“Yes, sir! I love your body, Coach! Fuck me!”“It’s not a... tight as it used to be!”“It’s still freaking great! I love having a real straight older man use my boypusy!”“You do,” huffed the fucker.“Yes, Coach! I always wanted you to fuck me!”“Oh yeah,” Jim smirked.“God yes! I used to dream about it when I was younger.”“Oh shit! You wanted me fuck you when you were in high school?”“I would’ve loved it.”“You’re naughty little. “Well? Are we up for this?”“Hell Yes!” said Joanne“Yesah! Lets do this” Said Tony. The others were generally okay with the idea, and so we prepared. We dressed properly, cleared the decks to cut down windage, made sandwiches and a jug of juice for lunch. We attached the genoa and tied it up ready to release easily. At 12, the horn went, fifteen minutes to go. Up anchor. And motor around. We were on our honour not to be using engine after crossing the line. The line was between the Artemia lead. This morning the last fucking thing we want is Andy screwing a serving officer on the fucking coffin.” “Yes your majesty, only he is very fit, and single.” she replied.“Oh for fuck’s sake which idiot let women in the RAF.” he moaned.“Don’t say “Fuck” on camera dear they can lip read,” Camilla councilled.“Yes my treasure, what would I do without you,” Charles replied.“Play the field like me, have some fun?” Andy chipped in.“I’m seventy odd fucking years old,” Charles chipped in, “When you’re. It was a hot summer and you were waiting for the exam results to be announced in a couple of weeks time. I had begun to notice how your body was maturing and was regularly reminded with the sight of your bra hanging to dry and thinking, 'Crikey those are big cups, my little girl is blossoming fast.' One hot afternoon on a day when we hadn't planned to go anywhere, you were sunbathing on the lounger, wearing a bikini and I was sat reading a book. The heat became too much for me and I decided to.