I needed a more comfortable position. To my disappointment, the bottom half of the massive dildo was relatively dry. I had successfully deepthroated s...aller items including a foot-long hotdog. El Toro, however, dwarfed even that in thickness and rigidity, and every attempt to take its full length had ended in gagging fits. With the prospect of meeting my golden God on the horizon, insecurity coaxed me into one more try. I lay prone on the kitchen counter with my full breasts thrust toward the. As I turned at the shallow end of the pool, diving beneath the surface to push off, Jayne was standing watching me. My arm slid over and bounced off of her left breast. She was closer than I imagined.In the shock of the collision, I stopped swimming and turned toward her and apologized for smashing into her. She replied it was OK and it was more her fault than mine. Anyway, I had enough doing laps for a while and as we were at the shallow end of the pool, I stood up, glided over to the steps in. ”“And, John,” sighed Grant, “protect our families.”“Aye aye, Skipper. I’ll have someone call when Rapier leaves and I may have Saber sit off shore for the night.”“Probably a good idea for boooooth.” Grant replied with a grunt.“What happened?”“We just kicked this boat in the ass and it almost knocked me off my feet.”“From a stopped position?”“No, from slightly above seventy knots,” explained a still shaken Grant.“Wow! I want to hear more about that when we have time.”“John get moving. It appears. The scream that ensued nearly pierced my ear-drums. Her face contorted with pain, and her eyes bulged grotesquely. She was clutching her ankle, trembling all over. Gradually, her scream transformed into sobs. I took a tentative step toward her, then awkwardly kneeled beside her. She slapped me in the face, hard. I blinked, surprised how strong her hand was."I am so sorry," I said guiltily."Get out! Now!" she hissed.I looked up at her, seeking her eyes. She was staring at her injured ankle,.