“Less of that young lady,” Silvia smiled. “We must be on our best behaviour whilst Lottie is staying.” “Yes miss.” Emma stood to attention...and saluted. “Jeez, I thought we just got away from school,” she muttered under her breath. Emma bundled her suitcases into the boot of the car first and then jumped into the front seat and began texting on her phone. Lottie’s suitcase was heavy and she had to lift it with both hands into the back of the Mini. Fuck! She bit her lip as she felt Mrs Smith. “Do you want to fuck me?” She licked the tip of the cue.“Yes. Hard.”“Well you better win the game then,” she winked and sank two more balls.I, however, missed my next three shots and was down to my boxers while she still had on her panties and bra. I made my next shot and she missed hers; we were now both down to one skimpy piece of clothing left. I missed because she put her big tits in my face as I shot.“Well, mister… looks like I get to have my way with you.” she said as she peeled off her. She liked mfm, he liked bi and some gay stuff, and cuckold movies where the husband would 'clean' his wife after she had been fucked. He also liked cross dressers. These are the same things I like.She had been flirting with me at the start of the trip, and I suggested they come up to the wheel house late some evening when we were at anchor. I thought both of them would show up, but only she did. When I asked why she said she didn't think he would like seeing her do what she wanted to do with. ’‘If it was acting it wouldn’t work,’ she replied.I went on to suggest. ‘Why not have a real scenariowhere you would be really forced but it would beprearranged that the limits were feeling and suckingyour breasts and maybe finger fucking you.’She brightened up at that suggestion; I could see thatI made a good suggestion.‘But how could we guarantee that the man would stop atthat?’ she asked.‘You did say you wanted it to be a black.