“SV Basilisk checking on available dockage. We are a 65 foot or 20 meter catamaran.”One after the other the clubs checked in.“We have no availab...e slips.”“Sorry ... full up.”“No room.”“Try Lyttelton.”Lyttelton came back with, “Only moorings... 35 in Corsair Bay or 15 in Cass Bay. We still have 170 boats on the hard waiting for the new slips.”“What’s the difference?”“Cass has black sand ... Corsair has yellow. Cass is a hike to town, Corsair has easy access.”“Cass, please.”“You still have to. Undoing Winston's zipper you reach inside and grab hold.Barely being able to wrap you're hands around it reveling a huge 9 inch uncut jet blk cock. You are one happy girl! While stroking it you all a sudden look over and notice Angel had taken a sit at the end of the couch. She asks "are you two having fun". Winston quickly replies "OH YES ALOT". You laugh & tell Angel to lighten up. She says "Oh I am fine".Continuing to jerk him you tell Winston that she is afraid of blk cock cause she has. Oneseemed ready to bolt upstairs at any time, when Chef announced thatdessert was coming.A creme brulee was brought out and its aromas seemed to keep the womenon the stairs for a little longer. "Do you want to serve, Dee?" Chefasked. The woman took pairs of dishes to the women at the stairsfirst."Hell with this," a brassy woman finally said. "I declare these threehonorary women, and I'm happy to get some of that myself."That opened the floodgates, and most of the women at the table got upand. Here, let me show you.” Mel walked over and pushed the bowl further under Sue’s hips, getting a close look at her pussy, the strip of pubic hair, the protruding lips, the fullness of the flesh on show. It gaped ever so slightly as Sue spread her hips wider. “You better get back,” she began but got no further as a spray of piss fell from her. Mel pulled her arm back but not quickly enough to avoid getting soaked in Sue’s pee. She stood up, the smell of urine now filling the room as Sue continued.