"Thanks for the ride, Paul." I told him."No worries." He smiled back. "Hope everything goes well. Later!"Yeah, everything going well. Good one. I sigh...d as I watched the car disappear from view, then with another sigh, walked towards my home. Paul's speech helped a bit, but no amount of pretentious philosophy could change the fact that the three most important girls in my life were gone, indefinitely. To say that sucked would have been an understatement, like saying Amelia Earhart was a little. Unless the boat is a pleasure craft 'not for hire.' (Doesn't carry paying passengers or cargo for profit.)Since Julie isn't paying the tonnage calculator can be used; The formula is based on the overall length, multiplied by the breadth, multiplied by the "depth" of the hull. That sum is then divided by 100 and then multiplied by a hull coefficient. For most vessels it's .67. Depth is not referring to the Draft. Depth is measured from the main deck to the top of the keel. Kings Knight is. Jesus Kurt tasted so good. Then back to his stiff cock, once again with a small river of sweet sublime pre cum. Now with my hand gently around the base of his shaft and pumping slowly, I took him as deep as I could. In and out, always with the flat of my tongue running over his glans. He was moaning softly and every time I paused I could feel him throbbing.Then I stopped and looked up at him. "I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste your cum." He looked at me for a second, his hands. Mage Q'yros watched Lord Tarras until he and the guards around him disappeared from sight beyond the portico. He let out a sigh that was something between relief and anger.He had realized that there was no way his waning energies could keep up the monitoring spell as he had designed it. He had redone it a few days before. Now it would instead focus on key areas and sound a mental alarm to him when it detected someone wandering "out of bounds." Then he would decide how to deal with it on a.