Out on the open ocean, we had the radar out to the fifty-mile range and picked up very few targets. We were sailing at a healthy 12 knot average. Some...imes the GPS would calculate a 13 knot average, and that was about two to three knots higher than the average I had forecast.The three girls and I took turns at the wheel. The norm was going to be three hours on and nine hours off. The difference was going to be that I would probably always do a double shift at night so the girls would not have. “Tell me what you want to do forever,” she insisted.“I want to lick your ass forever,” I said.“And you can,” she said. “You may. You have my permission to do that whenever you want.” She waited a moment to draw another tongueful of love from between her buttocks and then whispered, “I need you to stop just for a while. I need you inside me. Okay?”I kissed her on both cheeks and she turned onto her back, spreading her legs and inviting me in. Her body was warm and soft and welcoming as my. Her tits are fuller since she had a baby between the time we were apart and she leaves the buttons of her shirt open just enough to look down her cleavage. With that and her pants tight on her firm ass it distracts me plenty of times at work. I spend the few slow times at work flirting with her, if she's at the hand washing station I'll sneak up behind her and give her a little kisses starting from the shoulder and work them down her arm, she'll pull her arm away and give me a smile and say. She was still the version of Alani currently tasked with solving Mr. Davidson's sexual efficiency problem, so she turned her immense intellect toward other solutions to her boss's sexy, masculine urges, and tried to ignore the tingly warmth building between her legs as it threatened to influence the precision of her careful thoughts.The most appealing solution was obvious, of course. She already knew how much Jack wanted her body, and that attraction had only increased as they'd begun to work.