Nach einem kurzen Rundgang durchs Boot folgte sie mir zur Fly. Wir hatten eine angenehme Unterhaltung. Ich nippte an meinem Drink und Linda war schon ...eim zweiten Gin. Sorgsam achte sie darauf, dass ihr Gehrock nicht verrutschte. Sie war gebildet, hatte wunderschöne Beine und gepflegte Hände. So machte ich mir keine Gedanken auf ein Abenteuer. Die Sonne stand kurz am Horizont und war jetzt Blutrot vor ihrem kurzen Abtauchen. Linda Camencita genoss die Zeit. Warum nicht noch eine Stunde aufs. I made another bet. I lost." The forlorn look on Jack's face made Fawn want to comfort him. This betting thing was so bad! If only she could help him.But how?He told her."Look, Fawn. You know Big Jim Franklin? The basketball star?" Sure. Everyone does. He's the reason Eight Mile High School is going to win the state championship. The big game tonight will get us into the finals." She sighed thinking about Big Jim.He earned his nickname--he was big. Almost seven feet tall, in fact. An idle. I gently tweaked and tugged on his huge black balls, sensing his pleasure as he moaned in ecstasy. I decided then and there I wanted him to cum inside my mouth, and I was going to swallow his load. I briefly allowed his plump knob to plop from my lips as I looked up at him and whispered that I wanted him to cum in my mouth, and to tell me when he was ready. He nodded OK as I slipped his oversized black penis back into my mouth and continued to suck and lick his glistening flesh. I breathed. We drove to the end of Market Street and turned left onto what Seth told us was a part of Fell Street. We had already passed a number of large brick warehouses. There were more warehouses south of Fell Street, either end of which ran at an angle to the part of the street that we were presently on in order to accommodate the shoreline.The entire area here was piers and new wooden warehouses mixed in with some older brick ones. There was at least two thousand feet of shoreline with piers.