“Because you’re family,” I said and because my hard-on was embarrassing me, I thought. Claire gave me this look that said ‘I know what you’r... up to, you dirty old man!’ or maybe that was just my guilty conscience imagining things. I poured all three of us coffee and we sat around the saloon table, Fabienne maybe a little closer Claire than she needed to be. You’re making it up, Fred, I thought. We discussed our itinerary for the week. I had set up a cruise that would hit a few Turkish ports. Anna and Becky slowly walked inside, and once Becky had closed the door quietly behind her, the two Sixth Formers stood facing Nancy.The lady with the long blonde hair did not acknowledge the girls standing in front of her desk and carried on with tapping out an email on her computer. Once she had finished, she sent the message and pushed her chair back from her desk. She looked up at the two girls standing there.“Right, girls. No messing about today. I’m going to give you a damned good. Conrad." I had not planned on working, but this was like a general telling his second lieutenant to make himself available to go on patrol.I had a date with Marie that night. She always had a wealth of scuttlebutt to pass on. Her first words when I picked her up were, "So you're working tomorrow. Word is you are in deep shit." Maybe. What are we going to do tonight? We've done movies, dancing, lounge hopping and caught a fight. What's left?" We could go to my place and have that coffee I. I was pretty sure I was leaking pre-cum, but I couldn't be sure floating in a sea of pleasure. Then his mouth, and his tongue found my hole. I began to whimper, to groan. I can't remember ever wanting to be fucked so much. My hands went to his head, holding him to me as his tongue circled and licked. One finger went in, then two, then three. I'd never been fisted but if that's what he wanted I was game. I was wet, I was ready.He stopped, raised himself up, looked down on the whimpering,.