" Dad hollered back, a big, wind-aided grin on his face."You can run her back tommorrow", he added, "when the sun's higher and we've got less shadows ...n the water." Awesome!" I grinned back. I had every intention of laying claim to this boat someday. But Dad always confessed that Saltwater sailing was what he missed, and the beautiful boat he'd sailed as a teenager with his Uncle Ambrose on Chocowinity Bay. I knew that boat was his to claim if he ever managed to reconcile with Grandpa. We didn't realize it until later but the hotel was hosting a convention of Swingers that weekend, and the bar was packed with couples trying to hook up, all the guys were studs, all the ladies dressed like Sandi or even more breathtaking like these ladies.Even the waitresses were getting into the act.Some ladies made it obvious they had no intention to go home alone.There were truly breathtaking sights everywhere we looked.There were a lot of horny couples looking for company at the barSome. My first shot of hot semen I remember well because I don’t think I have ever ejaculated with more force and volume since. It was a long forceful stream of jizz that easily covered the two feet between us and hit Jackie between her breasts with force and spattered up to her chin and down to her belly. The volume and force of my semen was so great that it felt as if a large amount of urine was exiting my penis. The second ejaculation felt almost as strong as the first, something that almost never. "I didn't have any knowledge of other white pricks so I had no idea if Roger's was considered small at home. All the other pricks I'd seen were Tumalian and they were indeed larger but I thought that was just a racial thing. "I'll have to let him fuck me soon," I said to myself just to boost his ego a little, "But not tonight. I'm too sore and his prick looks exhausted." Out loud I asked, "You had a good time with Sanle when you got her to bed — or she got you?" Yes, I suppose so. We did it for.