When the first wave of the storm hit, it had been via a strong northeasterly wind. Within minutes of the hurricane-like gale pounding Peyton Gray’s ...hildhood home, the electricity had gone out, interrupting her gray-matter-numbing afternoon program. Peyton waited patiently for the backup generators to switch on, too cozy under her thick throws to brave a dash into the turbulent outdoors. Minutes ticked by and Peyton came to the dire conclusion that she would have to brave the storm after all.. It was a good choice; we had no trouble maintaining control over the boat; others were overpowered, and were continually suffering as the stronger gusts would heel them right over. We won, beating the second place boat by over 5 minutes.“I told you we make a good team,” I said to her as we rowed the dinghy back to the clubhouse. “That was hard work, though; my arms and back is aching!”“Me too!” she exclaimed. “Maybe after the barbecue we can give each other a nice massage?”“I’m in,” I. I did not even wait for him to return and got lost in gulping my tall glass in one go; waiving at the bar for a refill. The bar was not crowded but there were other men; they all must have seen him kiss me with his lips and tongue on my lips. O’ shit! I was blushing with embarrassment but also trying to remember his sketch. He was tall; yes, he was tall like almost over six feet, medium built frame but hard muscles were showing through his tight red t shirt. Honestly I had not paid much. I came in about a minute flooding her with a big load of cum. I started to kiss her and she pushed me away and said "No kisses until after you do your job". I reluctantly went down between her legs and was debating what I should do, when her hands forced me into her dripping pussy. I was gagging but she was so excited by what I was doing that she came three times within 10 minutes.She pulled on her robe and told me to throw on my underwear and go downstairs with our juices on my face. I sat.