“Had you any particular plans?”“Not really,” I said, “We were just going for a jolly about, anchor in quiet places, watch some bird-life, ma...be do a bit of fishing. Was there something you had in mind?”“Well,” she said, “I’ve never sailed the East Coast. South coast, yes, and up the West to the Hebrides in the past, but there’s some places along here I’d love to visit. Pin Mill, Wivenhoe, Walton Backwaters, the Ore and Alde. Any of that would be lovely.”I spread the charts – Imray C1 and C28.. ..The sound, though soft and muffled, wakes me. I glance at the clock through my still half closed eyes -- 12:30 AM. I listen and hear the sound again. Uneven, subdued, but distinct from the white noise of the fan in the forced air system. Groggily I step out of bed and make my way into the hall. In the half light from the moon window I can see that your door is ajar. And I can determine the noise is coming from within. I walk quietly to the door, unsure what to expect, but certainly not what I. Soon the sound of Darius’s fevered panting and moaning was the only sound to be heard in the house.Magnus stripped him down and slowly ran his hands over the flat planes of Darius’s toned body. Magnus was slightly disappointed that Darius’s body was only dusted in crimson hair but the feel of soft skin beneath his lips was equally exciting.As Magnus’s hands began exploring his body, his eyes focused in on Darius’s cock. It was a beautiful piece of flesh, well cut and as slender and powerful. My gf was exhausted, and so much satisfied that she was still moaning with pleasure. She was sweaty covered with cum. Her pussy was still throbbing from the final few hard strokes. Big wet stains of their juices on the bed sheet told the story of the hard fuck that had happened. She gazed at him and smiled.They got up, got dressed and it was time for the talk. She assured Vipin that whatever happened was in the heat of the moment and he shouldn’t think otherwise. She threatened him so that he.