I didn't know what to do but Eric calmed medown and explained it all to me. That helped and I moved past it. Butit was always with me. That night, at ...hat party? I was drinking waytoo much and for some reason, the situation with you two came into mymind and I drank more. Before I knew it, I was making out with Brad anddancing with him. The next thing I know, I am in a bedroom, on myknees, sucking his dick. It felt wrong, I shouldn't be doing this Ithought. Then I thought of Eric doing this to. He was mostly bald, she was heavy-ish. She was also something of a flirt – not so assertive as to piss her old man off but enough to draw me in.We all got pretty drunk. As is so often the case when drinking beer – nature calls often. The woman revealed that she needed to pee so I escorted her to the head. The only one vacant was off the tiny two-bunk cabin assigned to the Sailing Master and the Coxswain who were both ashore. Gentleman that I was, I stood guard while she did her thing inside. Lillian's hips started to hump my face, and I could sense an urgency to their pace. She wasmoaning, I could feel the vibrations on my shaft. My step daughter ground her clit hard on my tongue, trying to get as much pleasure out of it aspossible. Suddenly she arched her back, expelling my cock from its deep lair. Lillian let out a long loud screaming orgasm, as she bucked andhumped my mouth. She went back to work on my cock, but wouldn't let me lick her cunt . I knew her clit was too sensitive. I also mentioned how Mr Franklin had only played with my tits during the interview, then had Barb – the old receptionist – “finish him off” with a blowjob as I was leaving the office.Tony was wearing loose run-around shorts, and as I told him about my job interview, I noticed that I could see the head of his cock just below the hem of his shorts nearest my hand on his thigh. As I finished telling him about Mr Franklin playing with my tits, and Barb’s follow-up blowjob, I noticed that I could.