Then, we would tack back to the northwest until we closed on the island. Hopefully, no one rowing due west with the island just on the horizon would b... able to avoid us.Oh, yeah. Everyone with us on this voyage from Small Cove to Widemouth just got their pay doubled. From two to four Pinches, for the crew. From one to two, for the trainees. Filo goes from five as a senior lieutenant to ten as prize captain, doubled to twenty because of the combat. For the passengers, two times zero is still. I kissed her.My hand worked between her spread legs. Soon my fingers slid between her swollen pussy lips, finding her cunt was fully saturated. But then Ana gently pushed my shoulders and I went down on my knees.She placed both hands behind my head and pulled me into her cunt. I could smell the strong scent of sex. I licked at her clit and it had a salty taste…I heard the door opened; but I could not turn my head, because Ana held me firmly in position. Then she started trembling as I lapped. Emily pushed Harry out of the truck, laughing at him. I could sympathize with him. It was obvious he was having difficulty walking with relatively tight jeans and an erection trying to burst through his zipper. Beth had been doing her best to get me going by rubbing her butt on my crotch while we drove home.Harry turned to me, almost helplessly. I waved at him. “We’ll have pizza or something downstairs when you need it,” I said. I just laughed as he was almost dragged into the house by Emily.I. Hell is paved with good intentions (Samuel Johnson 1709 — 1784) * I had just graduated from Grant High School in Baltimore and was getting ready to go to the local university. It was a great school, but I had really wanted to go away. However, real life stepped in, we couldn’t afford it. In fact the only reason I could attend this school was the academic scholarship I had received. My name is John Coleridge and I turned 18 two days before graduation. I’m 5’11’ and 180 pounds. I am in good shape.