Shelly could do as she pleased and simply pull her dress down if something was amiss. Allie would have to completely undress.Sarah had angled the rear...iew mirror slightly downward so she could take occasional glances toward the action. But Karlie made no pretense. She simply turned around in her seat and gawked like she was in the front row at a Dodgers game. The aroma of Shelly's juices was as enticing as the rest of the girl, Karlie decided. The girl simply oozed sex from every pore – and. The bigger diesel daddy provided shortened the salon to 20 feet but everything fit.Nice boat.After one last look-see the crew said, let'er rip.The donkey engine started sliding the cradle down the slip and down down down.Someone forgot to close the seacock.Oops! Then the donkey engine suffered one of its regularly scheduled failures and the boat gained two feet of water in the main cabin before the donkey was restarted. The important parts of the engine never got wet so ... a quick fresh water. All through out my hands were on her waist and shoulders and hers on my back, chest, thighs, hairs, shoulders and was pulling my t-shirt to bring me close to her.After this, I had started kissing her neck and then towards her collarbone, believe me the reaction of girls when you kiss their collarbone is priceless. She was pressing my head into the bone for the kiss and was moaning “addyyyyy, please kiss me, mmmmm…aaahhhhh”. My hands had moved from her waist to her belly near her navel. I was. At the apartment door I suddenly had inspiration. I whipped out my work ID and checked the photo. There it was above the ever-rumpled collar: the round face, the ever-present hint that I needed to shave, the thin crop of blighted hairs struggling to remain rooted in an arid crown, the graying side remnant from my youth which even then defied the ordering effects of any comb, any hair tonic, or even butch wax. I let out a whoop as I turned to the hallway mirror.And followed it with a moan. The.