I should note that communications equipment is one thing the Confederacy doesn't do all that well. Our tank loses its radio about every fifth battle. ...e can all hope that Katy's problem is a minor, well I guess a bit major if you haven't heard from her for a couple of days, engineering failure.The only other thing I can think of is she ran into the ghosts you've talked about in the past. Hopefully that doesn't turn out to be a bad thing.Either way, my concubines and I will pray for her safe. "I'm afraid to ask who the husband is." What?" Jim frowned at that."Uh, no offense," Peter said quickly."Never mind him," Cheryl wrinkled her nose at her husband."Are you getting tired, slave?" I asked katrina, lifting my pussy and shifting a little so I could see her flushed face wet with my juices."No Mistress," she breathed, licking her lips and smiling up at me."Let me see your ass, honey..." Peter told Cheryl and that was him all over, once he had a camera in his hands he thought he was. We made it back to the boat before five, and the kids immediately began playing with their instruments. The adults raided the bar for a while, before the ladies went below to begin supper.Dewey said, "I didn't see the big cooker you said you ordered. Do we have to go get it?"I told him, "No," and used my cell phone to call the yacht club. The concierge said he was waiting for us to return and an attendant would bring the big gas grill right away. I relayed that information to Dewey who was. I spread my legs and he took a big glorious slurp of my cunt sending thrills through my body. I lifted my dress to my waist and Duke was in serious attention. I lifted my cunt for him; spread my lips and he didn’t disappoint with his wonderful, soothing tongue. If only I could teach a man to anoint me with his mouth. Some did. A lot didn’t but I had my dog. Good old reliable Duke! Hard at his task…as in really hard, dripping, moving from side to side.The sight of this dog’s cock and the.