’ ‘There’s clear area on the foredeck…can’t you let ’em down there with your winch?’ ‘Blue Water Six…unlike your birds, we don’t h...ve one of those. Give me a couple of minutes to sort this out.’ ‘Sir, that foredeck area he’s talking about is bristling with wires and shit.’ ‘How close can we get?’ ‘Maybe fifteen feet?’ ‘Not close enough. If they jump out they’re going to break some legs.’ ‘Rick, what about the gun turret?’ ‘Not enough room to land on it.’ ‘I wasn’t thinking landing…just plant a. Did my dirty little slut play with herself when preparing?"Swallowing, I reply, "No, Daddy. I was a good girl. I followed your directions. I wanted to be a dirty little slut and make myself cum, but I don't want to be in trouble tonight... unless you wish me to be."Grinning, he looks up at me, "Good answer, my petal. Now, turn around, show Daddy that you followed all the directions I gave you."Turning slowly so he can enjoy the show, I spread my legs wider, arching my ass up as high as I can by. Bird, a.k.a. my middle finger. ‘Did Kevin tell you about-,’ ‘Yep,’ ‘And?’ That was a good question. Ask sleep deprived Callie if she wants to jack you off. I wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole. I would touch Cody, but he’d have to be gagged. Wait a minute. A pretty pink light bulb clicked on over my head, ‘I’ve got an idea.’ Some ten minutes later I was banging on Cody’s door. Cody Dunham lived down the street from the Brothel, past Greek town and into a quaint little subdivision. These. I rushed forward, and grabbed the man’s shoulder tryingto pull him off. He lashed out with his right arm,knocking me backwards into the wardrobe. He then jumpedoff the bed, grabbed me by my tie and punched me hard inthe stomach, knocking al the wind out of me. If he hadnot been holding me up, I would have fallen to thefloor.“Never mind about him,” yelled my wife. “I need you backhere Tony, to finish me off!”“Just put on a dress Alex, nothing else,” the.