She reached for the martini Frank handed her and took a long, slow sip, her dark eyes staring over the rim of her glass into Frank's clear blue eyes."...ow do you like it, baby?" he asked, moving closer to Sally and slipping his arms around her shoulders as he spoke."It's delicious," she murmured as she reached around Frank to set her glass on the bar. "I'll take it however you like to dish it out," she continued lewdly, her hands reaching up to grasp Frank's head on either side and draw his lips. Obviously this would be declared "no race", but we reckoned that on corrected time we might easily have won, certainly beating the Swann. But then half the other skippers had reached the same conclusion about their own boats.That night was the Commodore's Ball, black tie for the men, despite the heat, and long dresses for the women. Jeannine wore a decollete deep blue silk dress heavily embroidered with gold thread on the bodice and had her hair up, complaining about its condition after the sun. He guides his cockhead to her asshole and begins pushing. He can feel some resistance and when he looks in the wall mirror, he sees her eyes shut and her face contorted in pleasure. As he presses his cockhead harder against her asshole, he can feel the pressure slowly building.“Son of a bitch, you’re tight,” he groans.Then without warning, he feels her muscles relax and with a sudden burst of speed, his cockhead firmly sinks into her ass with an audible grunt from her. He grips her hips firmly,. The picture was complete; I was officially the victim in one of my stories."You were made for me cleaning girl," she said self- confidently even though she was naked, while she inspected me. "I'm not even from Mexico stupid! I just act like that so I can get out of doing things that I don't like to do. I've always hated the little rich high-and-mighty bitches I worked for and you were one of the worst. It has always been a fantasy of mine to put one of you bitches in her place and now I finally.