His medication helps him some but all the drinking makes it even worse. Couple of weeks back when I turned 40, we didn’t even bother cele...rating my birthday. My friends always complement me that since I never had kids I have been able to stay in good shape. I always tell them that the secret to being in good shape is to have lot of sex. Nick saw me walk in and said, “Gina, you are home…Andy called and said he will be late and not to expect him for dinner.” . The night was perfect for bribing the crew, well, at least a few of them. Some preferred bugging their fellow sailors over being with a woman. I don't think I could ever work in a bordello. Men are so disgusting and very unappreciative after spewing their seed. Most wanted more, which was not part of the bargain. I did note that afterward, many wanted to go back to their bunks and sleep. If only a few more women were on board, we could get many of them to nap at once and take over. But then. "Where's Patty?"Brenda had turned on the couch so that she faced the semi-reclining Bill, smiling down at him as he slouched back. Sitting back, she said, "Oh, she's doing fine." As she reclined back into the sofa, Bill could see Patty sitting on the other sofa with Nick.Nick stared at them with bleary eyes as Brenda slowly moved her hand up and down his chest. It suddenly penetrated his foggy mind that the two were snuggled up in the corner nearest to him and Brenda. Nick had Patty pulled. Sambo could feel the young, blonde wife’s pussy clutching down, spasming on his big dick. He smiled to himself. He had dreamed of this moment all his life, never believing it would really happen. Now he lay atop Leasa Edwards, in her marital bed, seeding her with their future black c***d.After they were both spent, Sambo laid on top of Leasa Beauragard, sweating all over her, for many long, silent minutes. She was becoming accustomed to handling his girth and weight now...and she would remain.