I imagined a symbiotic relationship as my hands felt the power of the sea through the tiller. I now understood why old salts “ must go down to th... sea again, to the roaring sea and sky.” We smelled land before we saw it, especially as we got closer to New York City . Although it had only been a few days at sea, my legs we’re unaccustomed to dry land and I laughed as I tried to shake off my “sea- legs.” Chris had already made plans to tie up at pier near the South Street. So anyway, I read this story about a guy givinghimself a blow job, ( the last one I had from my matewas years ago ) and I tried out the suggestions rightaway. Couldn’t do it. Tried very hard, because for somereason the idea really appealed to me. Imagine beingable to get a blow job anytime the fancy strikes. To make a long story short. I kept at it fromtime to time, and one day I figured it out. I was homealone, Cindy was out shopping, and I had just readanother story about. Then I told them about his dick. I said it was so big. I even grabbed his bulge in front of everyone. I was drunk and so horny. Everyone was shocked about me doing it, but that turned me on even more."My dick was leaking precum. I was jerking off so hard. Sarah had her dress pulled up now and was playing with her pussy."He even fingered me a little in front of everyone. I couldn't believe it. You were distracted and after I grabbed his bulge, we were kinda all over each other. I grabbed him, so. After a few minutes she motioned for me to stand up and then she stoodup, kissed me on the lips and went to get something from her vanity. Shecame back very quickly and motioned for me to take off my slip andpanties and to straddle to bidet just as she had.Wordlessly she prepared another douche bottle, but one with a small hoseattached which ran to a small plastic nozzle. She told me to squat overthe bidet as she had. I did and she forward to straddle me. Her chest wasat the level of my head..