Her dress had fallen back high onto her thigh on one side, and had slid slightly up her other thigh. But with her knee tucked in on the outside of her...breasts, it just pushed them both together and they jutted out and wobbled together whenever she moved her leg. My cock was now aching. It was all I could do to keep it down and to not let it show through the fleece dressing gown. I looked at Maggie as we chatted and hoped I would lose the sensation. In fact it just got worse. With every sip of. The women came and dressed the carcasses and stretched the skins on frames to begin the process of working them into usable articles. Women who knew how stripped the tendons from the bones. Other women emptied the stomach and the gut and began turning the stomach into a water skin and the gut into lacing and thread-like material for sewing skins together. The older men began the process of turning the large bones into weapons or tools while old women began to make needles and cooking utensils. After they left, Mom and Dad went back inside and Eddie and I went back to our cleaning job.It was about eight o'clock when we pulled out of the slip and headed for home. Eddie and I sat up on the flying bridge while Mom and Dad sat in the cockpit. By the time we were headed south in the ICW, it was dark. There was only a very light breeze coming out of the west so Eddie and I decided to run outside the waterway in the ocean so we could avoid the draw bridges. I steered through the inlet and. “You want to be my bitch, don’t you”, Lucy said to Andrea“She deserves a good spanking for suggesting that ”, replied Andrea, “doesn’t she honey ?”.“Are you woman enough to give her a spanking ?”, I answered, watching Roger’s bulge getting larger.“What do you think Roger ?”, I asked, “ Andrea and Lucy…who would win ?”.“I don’t know Richard, I really don’t know …if push came to shove…”, Roger’s voice trailed.Andrea got up, put her hand in Lucy’s hair and pushed her face in her plate. Lucy raised.