Breakfast was a lavish affair, Anne and her man still dressed in night clothes and dressing gowns, cooking bacon the smell of which had the others up ...arly. They sat on the warfe at the wicker table and ate quietly, in the idyllic morning sun in what could only be termed perfect scenery, fish jumping on the water, birds calling, nature undisturbed. No-one seemed to want to speak or break the tranquil spell. Charlie eyeing her night clothing wherever the gown gaped, and never missing a glimpse,. “I don’t like boats.”The other man laughed. “And you’re coming with us? We’re going to be at sea for almost a month.”“I’ll probably spend the first week below decks trying to keep from getting sick. Is everyone on board?”“Our people are. Captain Valen is keeping track of his crew and the Senshall folks, but I think most of them are here.”“Who’s that?” Corec asked, eyeing a woman who was helping Marco tally up crates of food before the sailors hauled them below. “I thought the crew were all. I had never experienced this beforeand it was electrifying.She began to pull back, lowering her ass onto the edge of the table,using my tongue to pull me forward, turning my body around the plug,driving it to push on a new area of my ass.With one last hard suck she released my tongue and sat back, her handsstretched behind her, supported her slightly inclined body. I was faceto face with her cock, which was deliciously tenting the black nylonpanties. I could see its long pink length on one. She laughed. “Well, not that exactly; there were times, however, when I was tempted to do something like that for a bit of fun, but I never had the confidence.” “You, my darling, or should I call you my dareling, have a body worth displaying,” I told her, holding both her hands in mine. “And I would be proud to see you doing so.” “I remember the night you half stripped me in that alley behind the nightclub.” She mused, “I thought you were going to have me naked there and then. I remember.