I really was releasing the poison." She said as she followed me into the kitchen."Hopefully this soup will sit well in your stomach, get you going aga...n." You're sweet. Do me a favor? Hug me?" She asked.I opened my arms and she put her arms around me nestled her head into my shoulder and held on for dear life. I saw her reflection in a mirrored picture in the living room and her eyes were closed, her face a picture of total peace, the worry wrinkle in her forehead relaxed for one of the first. The remainder of the passengers and the crew were all men and they obviously were taking pleasure in her discomfort at the smell.The pier at the landing was not much better with the grime of countless gutted fish still staining the weather-beaten beams. Finally, as she moved off the dock, she got the fresh breeze from inland and it was a relief to be able to breath properly again. She noticed that most of the businesses around the dock were staffed with young females wearing skimpy outfits with. His jackhammer tempo soon brought him to orgasm. With a mild whine, Mr. Moss came in my pussy. I felt his cum trickle out of my cunt and down the inside of my thighs. Mr. Moss turned me around and sat me on the edge of his desk. He kissed and sucked on my nipples as his cum dripping out of my pussy. He kissed his way down my flat stomach and he knelt between my legs. He pushed them open wide and licked his cum that had trickled down my thighs. He moved his mouth to my twat and licked my pussy. You see, the short skirt Dot wore was up literally up to her waist so that the skimpy panties she wore were very visible in the moonlit car. She'd given up on trying to pull the hem down as we sat there talking. This luscious sight did little to cool my sexual adore for her.However, the unexpected happened. Somewhere in our talk the topic of her having sex with her part timers crept in."So that's it? Just because I've occasionally been too weak to resist the sexual advances of my part time.