'As if you could resist, Rose. Your eyes on my bosoms now, so I know you are thinking about fucking me. Just say 'Yes.' and maybe you'll get your wish...'"Okay, Fiona. I'll help you out, but there are conditions: stop calling me by my first name, and no bad language either." Done, Ms. Trone. I'll be on my best behavior, just for you." Good, just come back at three. I'll go over the paper with you for as long as you need. Although, you have to be serious about it." I'm very sincere, Ms. Trone.". He got the idea and his cock is a lot like yours. Helped my hornies bit he’s not you. When I went back to my berth Luke gave me a funny look. You know how sound travels in a boat. Don’t know about him yet.}{Our first passengers came aboard. We have two cabins. Two older married couples. First timers. We motored out and the water was calm. One wife got seasick in the cockpit. I made Luke clean up. Next day with meds she was better. No sex for anybody last night I think.}{In a quiet anchorage. “Connie, you are so absolutely beautiful.” He said. I couldn’t stand it any longer and moved to a kneeling position on the bed. Reaching out my hand slid along the length of his erect cock through his jockeys. I hooked one finger in the front of the elastic waistband and pulled them down. His cock sprang forth, a pulsating shaft of muscle, rock hard and twitching. Begging for my lips to surround it. I leaned forward and took the head between my lips. He moaned deeply as the warmth of my oral. Bill rigged the sound system in the cafe so the employees can plug in our own music. I was in a Jeff Buckley kinda mood and I went back to reading The Da Vinci Code. It is getting more than a little cold here in 'Porn Valley' lately. For those of you who are not aware, I live in the San Fernando Valley. In the winter it can get down to about 40 at night. Not cold by winter type standards in a lot of places, but cold enough for this valley girl. I was not really dressed for this, as when I came.