"I'm sorry," I say. "Your husband paid for the deluxe massage."I slide my cock out of her mouth and position myself between her thighs, putting them o...er my shoulders, and I begin to suck her thick labia, my tongue exploring that wet crevice, sliding in and out of her hole and up to her throbbing clit, where I lick circles around her button and begin to suck it like a third nipple. She goes off again almost immediately, this time bucking her hips up and down, legs kicking, and hands gripping. You have to forgive me, writing down what happened is embarrassing.The local rep for UK Sailmakers and I were out on the lawn as he and I unpacked and unrolled the lot ... and there were a lot ... of sails. The Austin's had sails from Chicago, Sturgeon Bay, Dunedin NZ, Miami, San Francisco and most of them were UK made.Nylon, Mylar, Sunbrella, and canvas in various weights for various situations in various locations. We were going over each seam and component. Nearly all sails have reinforcing. "We'll take off our thongs if you'll take off your shorts," Kristina announces while the other girls nod knowingly. So this is what they were up to."It's only fair," Kylie adds. I look at Lauren who gives me an almost imperceptible nod. This is what I wanted anyway. The evening has just changed course. We are no longer engaged in a simple judging who's sexier contest but are playing "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Fine with me," I say, unbuttoning my shorts. Hell, what a trade-off. I. The fog he was in as he left the bathroom had deepened, and he barely comprehended anything except the need to get to his car immediately. Once he reached it, Ty realized he couldn't get his keys out of his pocket because his hands were shaking so badly. In frustration, he stepped forward and brought his right hand down, striking the hood as hard as he could. The sound ricocheted through the parking lot, bouncing back to him a split second before the pain hit."Ahhh!" he screamed, cradling his.