She handed them to me and said “hold these”. My first thought was ewwwwww, but as I pushed them in to the pocket of my jeans, a thunderbolt of lus... hit me as my fingers touched the silky wet material.When she opened the door, and the light came on, I could see Rodger sitting there, his pants down around his ankles slowly stroking his cock. Not massive, but respectable, circumcised, and a huge drop of precum lying on the tip of it. Then my next surprise, Peggy almost dived in to the back seat,. The Boat Stop is a funky little bar that sits on ariver, which empties into the north end of the lake. Itis totally isolated and can be reached only by boat. Ona pretty summer weekend, upwards of one hundred boatsof all sizes and makes can be found tied to the pier oranchored in the river. Some are worth a few hundreddollars, some a few hundred thousand, all tied to oneanother with their crews in the bar. What’s the attraction that makes the trip worth theeffort? Most of the passengers on. . but now I outclassed every other girl there but I still wanted to keep my top on because I was ashamed of the obvious unnaturalness of my bosom. But the boss insisted and I had to comply. Swimming on my back was especially embarrassing as I couldn't hide what had been done to me for, as I floated there, my breasts broke the surface of the water by several inches and looked rather like miniature islands or a pair of albino shark's fins!Anyway, it was during one of these poolside interludes. She tasted her sweet sap and aggressively licked and tonged my face. I know I was exhausted and she was getting in a frenzy once again. I sense she wanted to now pleasure me. I brought us to lay on the soft carpet. I held her tightly and immediately fell asleep. FORTY-EIGHT HOURS Chapter 2 I awoke to soft feathered touches floating throughout my body. Remy was nibbling my earlobe and the sensation was getting my juices started. She brushed my hair away from my neck and place her lips lightly..