He got an extra inch in the first time, making me feel his dick hit the back of my throat. I would normally fight back when he did this but my willpow...r to fight was gone. He grabbed tufts of my hair tightly pulling out a few strands and thrust my head down again. He forced me in balls deep and as his dick started to slide down my throat he yelled out, Yea baby now your learning how to suck a dick. I could feel myself begin to cough and gag as he kept my head buried on his cock. Just as I. "Yes. It's Cindi." Cindi? Was that right? I tried to remember what was happening, and to understand why there was this fantastic hammering inside my head. "That's right!" He laughed. "Cindi." He looked at me playfully then, studying what I was wearing, undressing me with his eyes. For some reason it was making me hot! "Cindi the slut." I gasped! It was true! I was a slut. I loved to have all sorts of sex, with just about anybody! I drew the line at old folks though. They made me kind of sick. This happened more often than I chose to count. I smiled falsely and informed her, "No, she had just finished her stretches and yoga and asked if I would bring her laptop computer and her pointe shoes."Evelyn still half asleep and still partially drunk scoffed, "I doubt she needs either one of those."I challenged, "Well, why don't we get our morning SSS1 done, deliver the items she requested and see how she is doing."1SSS – Shit, Shave and Shower. But for Evelyn probably just SS.Flashback –. I'm going to set a trap. Not a real trap, but I'm going to try to lure her out of hiding.I had to put into port for provisions a couple of days ago. While I was there, I bought a lot of dark chocolate miniatures. What woman can resist chocolate? Tonight I'll start by leaving one open in the cockpit.No dice. She's still around, because I still hear her singing at night, and I still find wet footprints in the cockpit. It's obvious she finds the chocolate, because it's never where I left it. She.