We replenished our vegetables and meat at Kingston Wharf ... and explored. Some day, this will make a great place for tourists. Spectacular views, int...resting and historic ruins, abandoned machinery, evidence of prehistoric occupation. For sure!We were assigned a buoy and had to use the one of the ships boats for most of our stay, but there was one nice day, calm and flat, that we motored in and tied off. Pallets of fresh produce, and half sides of local cattle for the freezer. We had a picnic. He also was a real sweet talker with the women and even had a few of the women at work. I had thought this out carefully over the last couple of months and decided to try to make it come true.My wife is 46 years old and we had been married over twenty years. I decided not to say anything to her about Dave and let it just play out. I had brought it up a few other times about other men fucking her but got rejected each time. My plan was for Dave to come over to the house one night and see if he. "We've got to go, June." Why, Penza? Let me finish you off," she said in between kisses."We've got to get out of here before Agent Surgut figures out what we've done," he said, pushing her gently away from him, putting his cock back inside his pants and readjusting his clothes. "Who knows what that dirt bag would do to you if he found out you helped me foil his plan. I can't risk that. I've got to get you safely out of here, now!"With one last quick, hot kiss on her lips, Maykop took June by. . let Dad kiss, lick and suck away your tears." It's alright Dad. I'm okay now."Later in the day, Dad went to town and came back with some dresses for me to wear on my birthday the following day, but he did not let me see them.That evening after dinner while we were watching TV, a sad scene reminded me of Mom and I started to cry again.Dad gathered me and sat me on his lap... straddling him, my short skirt riding up my thighs. I put my arms around Dad's neck and cried. Dad cupped my face and.