The bench seat in the wheel house was worked on until the seat would lift to reveal a cache suitable for long arms and ammunition, along with the spar... light bulbs and the windshield wiper arm replacements that would be available quickly on the bridge when they were needed. The bulk of our ammunition went into a cabinet beneath the engine room spares.I bought three very comfortable stools with wrap-around arms and well-padded seats. They quite resembled captain's chairs with stool bottoms and. "Nice playing Jeff." Cara said sarcastically. She and I always tried to get a rise out of each other. It wasn't that we didn't like each other. I think it was just something we did for the hell of it."Thanks, and thanks for knocking dipshit." I replied."Sorry, your highness, but if you hadn't been completely zoned out playing your stupid guitar you would have heard the phone ringing and me yelling that it was for you." She said tartly. I know that I sometimes get into a zone when I am playing. "You even paintedyour toes." She slowly shook her head from side to side and watched silently asSarah clicked through picture after picture."He's so pretty. He's a pretty girl. Why did he do this? Does hestill want me?" she thought as Sarah showed her the photographs of herhusband posed as a bride.Finally, the shots of Amanda gazing out the window were displayed, andthen the presentation was over. Sarah didn't say a word, lettingHeather absorb all that that she had just seen and learned. I pulled her up to me, looked into her eyes and said, “Let’s make love.” She smiled and kissed me deeply. Her body slide up against mine and her wet pussy found my throbbing member. She sunk down and the tightness was incredible. We got into a rhythm, moving up and down. Her massive tits hung in front of my hungry eyes. I grabbed hold of one, sucking it into my mouth and then moved to the other one. Her breathing began to increase again.But I wasn’t done. It was my birthday, I wanted control..