"Not a word," she ordered.She sat me down on the toilet seat and began to gyrate in front of me, running her hands through her hair and all over her b...easts, before trailing a finger across her deep red lips, slowly sucking the end seductively, whilst rubbing her cunt through her trousers with her free hand. It clearly amused her to tease a 16 year-old boy with this seductive display. I started to wonder whether this was some kind of sick initiation. She then lifted her top over her head,. Looking into the mirror I saw my reflection and muttered, “Fuck! Dammit, Oh my God! Really?” My stringy wet hair was caked with sand. There was sand sticking to my stomach where Steven’s cum had been. My back was covered in sand. I was a mess and I had twelve minutes. “Fuck! Cold! Cold! Cold!” I screamed as I stepped into the still cold water of the shower. I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and spun the top off. I flipped the shampoo bottle and poured some into my hand. The bottle crashed to the. Filling the kettle at the sink Tory caught a glimpse of Mary standing at the window. Her silhouette through the robe brought Tory back to the day she seen Mary laying naked in her backyard. Her heart beat quicker thinking about how good she looked for a woman in her forties. Putting the kettle on the stove she told Mary she'd be right back.Mary was laying down when Tory came back. Mixing the herbs she began brewing the tea, then started on dinner.Tory poured a cup of the tea and handed it to. They had already been picked up by the police. We were done by 5:00 and at the airport by 6:30. The ship had a communication station onboard and the owner’s papers and all was faxed to it for both boats so customs would not be a problem. Our boat will be there sometime tomorrow afternoon. I called Ron to find out where the boat was docked and told in London Gateway on the Thanes River and Marty could access it with no problem. Andrea (the new guy) said that the Fury II was movable and we might.