I found three and gave one to Shirl. I put one on my key-ring and shoved the chain of key-rings back inside my pocket.“Let me push this boat back ou... into the water and y’all can get in. I’ll start the motors before we push off, just to make sure they’ll start and run.”The first thing I did, was check the fuel gauge on top of both gas tanks. I had to shake it to see the red line was floating on full.I pulled the choke on both motors and hit the starter on the left one. It fired off with smoke. .."She moves and her other hand slides on to stroke my ass gently, "So Islipped in to take care of you for a while, order you some food, sort outyour training for the day... stick my finger in your ass..." Oh!" I squeak as her index finger pops into my ass hole and starts toexplore, as her other hand slides down to pet my poor abused cock..."It's okay Angel, I'll look after you..." She purrs kissing my neck asshe massages my cock and ass, "I'll make it all better... you are sobeautiful.. such a. Oblivious to everything around her, she vigorously fingered her wet cunt as Brian coached excitedly in her ear. Traffic hadn’t budged. Sara fingered her hairy blonde bush harder. Faster.Cliff had been on the road for seven hours and would end his highway shift somewhere outside of Philly. He’d picked up his loaded in SC that morning and had to be in Vermont by noon on Saturday. An easy trip. Having worked in an electronics store straight out of high school, he tired of cranky customers after 10. I was sitting in a booth and typing one of my erotic stories on my laptop. I had been on a roll writing and was trying to live up to the productivity of my hero Michael Loucks.I had just swallowed my next mouthful of Irish Death Ale when they came to my booth.“Excuses me. We hate to bother you, but we need you to settle a bet for us,” the redhead said.“Ok. Why me and not your guys over there?” I wasn’t wanting to start a fight.“They are our husbands and they are way too biased for what we need.