” “I want you to break him off a lil' somethin’ somethin’ . . . you know what I mean?” “Not really.” I said slightly annoyed. I hate whe... people beat around the bush. “Girl, I can’t have him being a virgin forever.” “Work your magic.” “Show him a lil’ somethin' . . . work it on him!” she laughed. “Kim, are you serious?” “Yeah, I’m dead serious.” “I’ll give you a hundred if you work it on him.” “He’s a virgin . . . ” “I guess . . . ” “You sure that’s what he wants?” “You really think he gonna. Starting at her boob tube, he licked his way through the cream to her pubes, stopping every now and again to heighten her sense of expectation and pleasure. Having found himself at her pubes, he began to work her clit once more with his tongue while sliding his index and middle fingers into her juicy, wet pussy. Grabbing his other hand, she pulled him up to her face where they kissed once more, while her other hand guided his cock into her pussy. As it found its target, she gave a small gasp. My wife Liz and I needed to take our 24’ sailboat from the bay in which she was moored approximately 30 miles down the coast to a marina for annual maintenance. The weather forecast for the weekend was perfect for a quick day trip so we planned to leave at first light on the Saturday morning. Liz’s mother’s second husband, Frank (much younger than her), is a keen fisherman and asked if he could join us and try his luck fishing along the way.We left the mooring at first light as planned and. ’ ‘Are you sure? There’s no going back once you’ve signed that paper’ ‘I’m sure and I can do this, just wish me luck OK’ and with that Kelly picked up the contract in front of them and signed it. ‘I just hope I haven’t sealed my own fate’ she passed the completed document back to Mike. ‘So, when do I start?’ ‘The next filming is in an hour so we just have time to sort you out a wardrobe and brief you on how to win this. I wish you the very best of luck’ He cast one last look over them before he.