B. "Thistle" on her way down the Stour to the open sea. Sailing Barges, are, alas, now just a rare "heritage" feature of the East Coast.They once carr...ed just about anything to just about anywhere from Plymouth to Newcastle and in between. Once, there were thousands; now just thirty or so remain. Identifiable by their big red sprit mainsails, they are flat bottomed with large leeboards. Some of them draw only about 3' of water unladen. Thistle carries people nowadays — up to fifty for a. ”“You bet mom,” I replied, “it was the best birthday present you could have given me.”“Okay, I’m going to have a shower now and then I’m off into town to do a bit of shopping. I’ll probably be back around lunchtime. Do you want anything?”“Well, I think I could just about manage another kiss.” I said cheekily.“Now, now! Don’t get greedy Chris!” she smiled teasingly, and with that she left closing the door behind her.I was grinning like the cat who got the cream, as for the last twenty minutes or. ..touch him” at this she blushed wildly.I just sat there and kept quiet, hoping she would go on. Boy oh boy, did she go on. She saw that I was watching her with interest as she talked and took that as a sign she should continue.“I wanted to come home and......you know....touch myself, so I skipped choir and came home. I figured I had the house all to myself, so I-” she stopped, went silent and started to slowly cry.“What's wrong? I asked her.“You are gonna think I'm some kind of weirdo or. “Suck me you snotty bitch, suck my dick deep” I said to her as I wrapped my hands in her hair and pulled her close as I stuck my dick deep in her throat, I felt her starting to gag and stayed still until she adjusted, then forced more into her mouth. I fucked her mouth deeper and deeper, occasionally reaching over and slapping her ass, I twisted her over so that she was now lying on her tied hands and pulled my dick out oh her mouth and leaned over her face so that she could lick my balls and.