... " i said looking at him as he sat up and started kissing me again. "Yeah? you like that ass like that? Let me ride it.. watch me.... watch me ride...that fucking dick..." he said as he licked my lips and started working my cock with his ass, thrusting his hips and sliding back and forth on it. "Oh.. fuck i love that ass... it feels so fucking good.... fuck.." i said as i laid there feeling his tight ass sliding up and down on me. "Can i ride it? Can i ride that dick?" he asked as i nodded yes. Whatever the response was, it didn't please him. "Tell them they've got until we leave dock to come up with the people I want. We're carrying enough trouble without being forced to fly blind."He heard her moving behind him, and shifted slightly so he could look at her over his shoulder, his green eyes assessing her even as he finished talking. "Something's come up. Bren out." You didn't need to stop because of me." She nodded toward the collar of his jumpsuit that was filthy from where he'd. I was really eager to see her as a French maid stripperand I did not mind if a few other men saw her. Maybe I might even seeher wear a skirt again from time to time.Sara then wrote down the deal and we both signed it.It started well. Sunday night was quieter than normal and we only saw 4girls in pantyhose or stockings like I said. My fantasy that she wouldbe doing this striptease was a day nearer and I did not look like I wasgoing to have to wear pantyhose.Matters took a turn on Monday night. I had a good friend named Kishore from the day I got into my college. Meanwhile we three became so close that we were like we can’t live without each other. We became so close that she forgot that she is a girl and we are boys. We never saw her with lust as we always had a good respect towards her. But, everything changed with time.We were the best for one year. We always used to chat in the group and we never had anything to hide with each other. In no time, our conversation had moved from.