. evilly ... but grinned. “Our carrier, Everyboat Insurance, had a choice ... fix it or replacement ... I came up with a third option.” I waved at...the Flint“As for two boats ... with the 47 Farr I have three,” I said. “Before you ask ... the Farr is still in New Zealand.” “And I have a homebuilt Farr 3.7.”Tyche said, “You have a 3.7 Farr? Kin I sail it?” “I’ll hold my breath until you say yes!”I gave her a couple of minutes. Blue ... she was turning blue. “Yes.”WooshSuck “Where is it?” And then. Go to lunch with him; tell him you have a problem that you need a male perspective on and that he is the only man you know well enough to ask. Swear him to secrecy, tell him about what I want and that you have decided to do it for me, but have no idea at all of how to go about it and ask him for his advice. If he has any balls at all he will tell you straight out to look no farther."She thought for a minute, "You think that would work?" It would for me" I said which was exactly the wrong thing. This meant she would go to great erotic lengths to work me into frenzy before suggesting she would enjoy my tongue pleasing her that way, and I wasn’t really discouraging this. Second, rimming her to orgasm was often quick, with devastating results. I can’t speak for Tracy but her orgasms from this type of pleasure seemed particularly intense. I possibly had a couple of fingers inserted in her vagina, firmly curled towards her belly, barely stroking her G spot at the same time. Regardless,. "What should we do?" I whispered back to her. At 19 and with one year of college already under her belt, I looked to Betty as the older and wiser of our pair. Besides - she'd lost her virginity way back in high school. I was positively retarded next to her.She tugged at my hand; drawing me back towards the campsite we'd passed. "Let's at least get a good look at who's there!"My heart raced as I stumbled after her. Peaking around the edge of a boulder, we spotted the campers who called us..