Beth told me to "Scoot over because Sally needs some cock". Sally's pussy must have been on fire as she was physically shaking even before she got on ...op of me and slowly lowered her pussy over my cock. Sally's orgasms reminded me of my mother's old washing machine on spin cycle as the powerful vibrations seem to shake the entire room. The orgasms kept coming until she finally collapsed on top of me. My cock remained buried completely inside her as Sally tried to catch her breath. My cock head. We broke into two teams of three and began searching the underwater supports for something that might go boom. Of course, if it went boom while we were down here, we'd be fish food. About 30 feet down we found a package lashed to the rigging with some sort of welded metal straps. No way we were going to get through that, so we brought down the cutting tools and got to work. The cutting torch wasn't really a torch. It was a laser that would cut through steel if you held it close enough and was. But then she’d heard about the effects of some kinds of drugs. Somebody at the grocery store had heard her talking to Bea.That somebody, a man, had propositioned her. Told her she could lose all the weight she wanted and not need to worry about diets or any of that stuff. She’d blown the guy off; he’d just wanted into her pants, and at the time she was still a virgin.Later, she’d talked to Bea. Bea had told her that, yeah, the drugs would get her weight down, but they would also ruin her. On occasions we would also have bikinis on as well.A couple of the younger women had fantastic figures which I am sure most of the men on the coach enjoyed seeing displayed in the short dresses, skirts and beach wear.I had noticed that in particular Alan seemed to pay me some attention, and whilst the coach had stopped he would make a bee line for both me and Mike to have a chat.On these occasions I noted that he always gave me really nice compliments.Nothing too rude or suggestive to start.