"I love you Clint," I heard her say.They were simple words, but they were the words that I wanted to hear. What else could be said? We would soon be p...rted. We would be separated by thousands of miles of land and water. The only thing that would be able to bind us together would be our love for each other."I love you too," I replied.Then our lips had parted, our bodies had separated, and we had each gone our separate ways.I had given Anna my phone so that she could call me regularly. She would. I ‘popped’ below to check something, and stayed there, making the bed, tidying my socks (I had 5 socks with me, it had been 6, I never found the other one. Probably in the bilges, waiting to block the bilge pump in the next storm Puffin is in), looking at the charts, making a pot of coffee. Anything to stay out of the way and leave 5 luscious ladies to argue/discuss who should get to sleep with lucky old me. I invented a rather rude term for this, one which I would not repeat to the girls, I. Nikki didn't get dressed... she knew she had to stay naked now. She remained kneeling on the floor beside Adam and drank her wine. Laura went to get the bottle and refilled everyone's glasses. Nikki seemed excited and breathless. Adam smiled - he knew why... she had turned him on, and she knew it. But additionally, she herself was turned on... probably more turned on and aroused than she had been in quite some time. She could still taste his cum in her mouth. She had pleased him. And being. “Did I get a verbal confirmation, miss?”“No, Sir. I am very eager to be used and fucked by you, Sir.”The second I finish the last word he is pounding into me, unable to control himself anymore. I moan and close my eyes, focusing on the sensation of being filled again and again with each thrust. I become so transfixed by it that I forget to ask permission and start to explode on his cock. Sir lets me finish before pounding me even harder and rougher.“Did I say the bitch could cum? No. You’re.