Ben was fascinated with Sue and the girls, watching the way they worked together to get the boat going.When we were about a mile out, I began raising ...ails until we had a full complement of sail up. As the main sail on the front mast came up, I saw a giant S&S logo painted on it. I hollered, "Hey Sue, who painted my new sail?"She came over and said, "We needed to have the company name somewhere on this thing."I asked her, "What about Big Girls Clothes?"She pointed to the front jib. I had her. " Oh my God" Kimmie let out a scream, " Your cock is just what I need Martin." "Harder, harder, faster, faster please" Kimmie said, " Only you know how to fuck me as I like".Martin started to push harder and faster. He was conscious that only he was getting the most pleasure. The hand started to rub harder and faster on the clit to ensure that Kimmie too would get maximum pleasure. "Yes, rub me, rub me, fuck me, fuck me" Kimmie began to say over and over again, getting louder and louder. Kimmie. She was talking to Kayla.“… Make it down now, sweetie? Kayla? Honey? Can you hear me?”Miss Helena began barking orders at the other girls, sending all the other cabins off to the latrine and on to lunch. “Jesus, girls! You’ve witnessed enough! We’ll finish the rest of you on the rope climb after lunch. Now GET!”The Willow girls were told to stay, though, and to help take care of Kayla.“Emily,” Miss Helena grumbled, “make sure you girls get her cleaned up and changed right away. Don’t go near. How don't all guys like feet, for fucks sake?! I see a freshman, Victoria. Her long black hair runs down her back and lays riiight above her amazing ass. Like, I don't know what they put in those Wheaties nowadays, but damn do these girls have bodies. My eye catches movement by the door: our band director is coming into the room. I'm alright with him, he's a pretty cool guy, married, probably regretting going into the marching band business. I look at the clock and realize I've been here for a.