Lunchtime is soon upon us and we go for tiger prawns, a portion of chips (fries) to share and a bottle of Pinot Grigio. We chat on, soaking up the amb...ence and savouring our lunch. The prawns are succulent, the chips just right and washed down by the cool wine, it's a snack for kings.After lunch we explore the delightful little village with its narrow, cobbled streets, white-washed cottages, terraced houses and spectacular views before winding our way back down to the boat.Stopping off at Rick. "Oh Ruth." her name would slip softly from me so many nights, as I laid alone in my bed stroking a bare rock hard cock. Imagining a hand in place of mine jerking the foreskin up and over the head before lightly pulling it back down in such a professional stroke. The type of hand job only someone of this age and experience could bestow on a man, only her softer more feminine hands oppose to my more rugged and rough hands could deliver me to a sensation I could not give myself. I could see her. The captain said with a raised brow. His appearance was that of a black skin human with black hair that was tied by many beads. His height was over one meter and ninety centimeters tall and his physique was perfectly chiseled.Rolv, the wolf boss, bit heavily with his teeth from the shame and addressed the captain with utmost respect. "Captain Kane, my canine should not have bothered you, a Core Master, with this small matter. Please forgive his impudence, I promise to put him in his place. The rest was online. And now, the hundreds of hours I spent chatting with you meant nothing and everything all at once. This was different, and yet, you were still the same. We had shared a brief kiss during the evening, but nothing more intense than that. Still, we planned to spend the night in the same bed. You changed into your sleepwear, which, on a warm night consists of a pair of cotton shorts that showcase your ass beautifully, and nothing else. I didn’t even try to hide my erection as I.