Her height wasn’t all legs but her legs were certainly not tiny or un-arousing (if I don’t say that she might kill me). Her dark colored hair was ...ut short, true to her tomboy like nature. Her blue eyes were the color of electricity, a startling contrast to Maggie’s hazel color. Her eyes never left my flaccid dick, though she was frozen. Maggie was a different story. She walked up to me and knelt, looking at the two inches of flaccid penis hanging from my crotch. No hair had ever grown yet. I. Come along and let's get you sorted." Patricia looked cool and fresh in white shorts and tee-shirt, hernipples showing perkily through the thin material and her hair tied backfrom her face with a scrunchy. That she had been up half the night andhad drunk a considerable quantity of wine seemed to have had littleeffect on her. She led Sinclair by the hand up the gangway, along the deck, down aflight of stairs and into a cabin. The opulence was overwhelming.Polished teak deck boards, walnut. “Yes Goddess Shawna.” I was sonervous, I knew what she wanted me to do, but I hadnever rimmed anyone before in my life, I’ve alwaysthought of it as being gross.“Well what are you waiting for? Get started.” She saidin a low voice as if she was hungry for it.She started pushing her ass into my face, and movingback and forth. The first taste of it was kind ofbitter tasting, so I pulled back as if in protest, thiswas not a good move.“What in the hell do you think. "Hold up a second sweet thing hold up. I got a very important question I have to ask ya," he said with a very deep southern drawl. Now, I had heard that or similar lines all night long so that was no surprise. Of course I stopped again not saying anything. He motioned with his hand for me to come over to them while saying. "Come on over here for a minute. I got a question I have to ask you." I stood there not moving and he said, "Come on come on over here. I have to ask you something." .