At home, my fingers would then be a substitute for the loving touch of a velvet tongue, licking and probing at my pussy. As I rubbed at my engorged cl...t, I became lost as my mind created visions of a sensuous woman with a perfect figure. Her face pixilated out like people on the T.V, who did not wish to be identified. I would be so highly aroused that it did not take long before I toppled over the edge, moaning as the eventual build up of tension finally dispersed.~oOo~A sudden draft of cold. She just walked up to him on the couch, looked him in the eye, and without saying a word, positioned herself over his cock. She reached down and grabbed it. She put its head against the opening of her pussy, not taking her eyes off of her father the whole time. Once his dick was in place, she started to slowly lower herself onto her fathers cock. It was a huge dick. She had no idea if she could get it all the way inside of her. She just kept lowering herself onto his cock. He was stretching her. Get hold of your insurance people because they need to know about this.”Al glances over to where what’s left of Dave is lying as he says, “I’ll go stop the ambulance. There’s nothing they can do for Dave.”“Fuck Dave! I want the ambulance for my shoulder, it hurts.”“What!” Al walks around James to look at his back because he can see no injury to his front. “Yeah! You’ll need to go to hospital for that. The damn torch head is stuck in your shoulder. I bet that does hurt. What the hell happened. She recalled. It was one of the worst trips of her life. Not a man on board except for the crew, and as far as she was concerned, none of them had been worth Richard's pinky finger. There were thousands of nice juicy pussies going to waste. Had any of the fraternities picked up the information about the trip, there would have been a score of powerboats following the ship all the way to Mexico and back. The whistling, yelling and screaming would have been deafening. A love boat, it was not..