‘Oh no, I’m sorry I’m meeting… a friend for morning coffee on that yacht.’ Kylie’s eyes had moved from me to something in the bay behind m.... The smile was still on her face, but later on later reflection, I thought I had perceived a slight change in her expression. I looked in the direction she had gestured, only to find that the QE2 had anchored in the bay. It must have arrived as I was swimming back from the headland, I was surprised that I hadn’t noticed the damn great thing. ‘Yacht! It. “I just don’t trust it. Never have, never will,” she replied.“AI, could you give me an update on my family and friends, please?” I asked.“All are well and preparing to disembark to the surface with the Princess Royal. Tivey is currently being awoken,” the AI replied.“Guess I’ll catch up to them on the surface,” I nodded.“Good news is,” Flinn informed me. “We’ve all been granted three days leave whilst they sort out the ceremonial stuff.”“Wow, that’s great,” I enthused.“It is. Also, my husband. He would have been half right.My breath quietened down a little, but I could see that Mathew’s cock was still semi-hard.I started to get up and wondered whether he would be up for some more. As I looked him in the eye, I giggled.“Well Mathew, how was I. Worth the blackmail?”I let my hand fall onto his cock, and to my surprise, it started to react. Blood pumped through his veins once more; though a quick feel of his bottom told me that he was feeling the cold as much as I was, though his ability. The thing I like about Dale is he is as perverted as I am, willing to try most anything and genuinely enjoys sex with Debbie. We all were getting comfortable and I asked him if he would like Debbie to be his slut tonight? He looked her in the eyes and asked her what she wanted. “I am your slut tonight and any time you want me, I’ve missed you.” He looked at me and asked me what I thought of that. “Please make my wife your slut tonight Dale your always welcome here.” “I’ll join in later and we.