I imagined those fifty-year-old sagging breasts were the perky breasts of my 25-year-old secretary. My God, what am I doing? As I removed Sandra's swe...t pants I imagined those flabby thighs were the perfect tight thighs of my secretary. God, please forgive me. I imagined that big butt of my wife was the perfect butt of Barbara. I felt so guilty I wanted God to strike me now, but something happened. I became extremely aroused.I kissed my wife passionately imagining it was Barbara. I fondled my. In true life; Arun did not have anything to imagine, because he could surely anticipate Jayden’s hot, thick sperm; shooting out momentarily and so he grabbed Jayden’s ass globes, pulling him in and held him holding his place for every single drop of his youthful, fresh juices until no more. Suddenly Arun felt Jayden growing even longer and harder in his throat and then his volcanic eruption started. His mouth quickly got all warmed up; filled with the male nectar, blazing the nostrils and. I still found myself craving cock or tongue if I went more than a few hours without, but I started to believe that I could possibly manage to get at least three or four hours away from Emerald Lake before needing to find a cock-stop. The only questions left now were how to escape and where I could go.The latter question was answered for me when I overheard two doctors discussing their weekend plans. One told the other about how he was planning to spend it outside of Emerald Lake but couldn't. They spoke in whispers to each other as if to hatch and agree a plan before turning their attentions back to me to share their decision. It was decided that in order to disabuse the crew of my gender that I should continue with my disguise of being a young seaman and for me to remain within the confines of the captain's cabin and be employed as his cabin boy. I was made to understand that he usually had such a youth at his disposal but the events of the past few days and the traumas of the.