Both of us looked forward to the moment we dockedat the island.We all scurried to make sail, catching a breeze that filled the mainsail, pulling us ou... to sea. Since there wasn't any room below, Ilashed my suitcase on the forward hatch and forgot about it. We weremaking about ten knots in a calm sea, and for the first two days theweather was fine, a calm, warm sea and blue skies making it a pleasanttrip. On the third day however, a storm blew up and the sailboat wastossed around the ocean like. She spread them obediently. I spread her pussy and began thrusting my hand into her again. "Oh, God! Oh fuck," she moaned, "Please let me cum. Please." I started fucking her faster, and harder. "You are such a slut," I growled. "begging me to cum." "Please, please John. Please use me," she begged as she held his fingers in the tight, wet grip of her pussy. "Please use your filthy whore!" Close to her ear, my voice was a hot, clipped whisper. "I'm going to fuck you slut. I'm going to make you. She told him he could do anything he wanted, she was his wife. He told her he had already fucked her in the night. She replies that she passed out and all she remembers is bumping stomachs in the night. He is totally humiliated. He realized that the other dates are so much bigger than him that she hasn’t felt him in her in a while. She says that it’s ok and she still loves him. And why should he care? He was getting off so what was the problem? She tried to suck his cock but by this time an all. She caught my eye, finished whatever she had been doing and walked swiftly over. After circling Amy, she said, "You sure look butch."Amy's disguise had her hair short and brown and combed with a part and her clothes drab and unbecoming and her eyes hiding their green beauty with dull brown contacts matching her dull brown man's shirt draped over her large breasts making her look fat. Neither Amy nor I had worn our contacts though."Simeon claims otherwise," finished Julie. "Do you like girls?".