It winds up a white rope tightly until the rope creaks with the weight it is lifting. The young man dangles helplessly from the thick leather cuffs a...ound his wrists; a sight which pleases Miss Stevens greatly. Her nipples stiffen beneath the tight white cotton of her vest top tucked into her tan riding jodhpurs. “Well look at you!” Miss Stevens purrs as she twirls the tails of the black leather flogger she holds in her right hand and she jumps down from the pillar she had climbed onto to. I wished them past me. I wanted my solitude. I knew that soon I'd raise my sail and kill the little diesel engine that was motoring me along right now, and solitude would be the result. Speed? I was thundering along at six and a half knots and I could hear the water burbling in my wake.The party barge passed all too close. I saw one blonde head pop up, eyes on my thirty foot boat, like she was doing an assessment.The boat was leaving me in its wake when she grabbed a bag and jumped over the. Jack went into the bathroom and saw Ariel in the shower, washing her hair. The warm water was streaming down over her silky smooth skin, dripping steadily from the rigid peaks of her lush breasts, running in little streams down her tummy and over the dark curls of her womanhood, then on down her legs. Jack was getting aroused just from watching his lover in the shower. He quickly shed his shoes and clothes, and stepped into the shower with her. He pulled her close and kissed her, the water. For the next three hours I heard fucking and moaning on each side of me. Occasionally people would come over and play with my nipples or pet my penis. I was enjoying myself immensely. At this point, Principal Jefferson announced there was going to be a contestand I was going to get to judge it. He came over and took the blindfold off. I looked around and counted six women. Principal Jefferson asked the women to come over one at a time and I would determine who was wettest and most sexed and.