A stubbled chin came into view and he flicked his tongue against the balls before wrapping his mouth around one and sucking. His friend released a lou... moan and now his hips were swaying."Feel good?" the man asked huskily."Fuck yeah, it does. Keep going.”The sight did more for me than I could imagine. My arousal was such that I pushed my hand into my panties and vigorously rubbed my clit before pumping fingers into my slit. I finally gave way, intent on enjoying my own release.The tattooed man. By that time Jeff's fingers were making me absolutely crazy. It was such a trip to walk into the sleazy motel with three handsome black men, and watching the clerks eyes bug out. I knew he thought I was a whore, but I didn't care what he thought just then. It was thrilling to undress in front of all those men and when Jeff positioned me on my hands and knees on the bed and climbed on top of me. And when he stuck it to me I could hear the other men moaning in lust as Jeff fucked me doggy style.. “Is it to keep me from flying to Richard? “ “To make me feel secure?” In the end it didn’t matter for she trusted Hook completely. The spar-deck wasn’t private enough and Tink walked the path to town to visit the grave of Bee. She sat there, brushing leaves and bits of dead grass from the tiny grave and laid a wildflower across it. She didn’t speak to Bee, Tink simply drew comfort from being near him. The sting and the itching in her nipple were long behind her but Tink could never forget Bee. It stuck she said it was their standing joke.) She also had pigs, a goat or two, a couple of donkeys, oh and a special flock of sheep, Marino’s…and she loved them all, and her husband dearly too, (probably in that order) but well… he had met Gerald… a dowdy little man who was only interested in occasional sex in a missionary sort of way and who till now ‘had had no bloody adventure in him’,” she paused. “Though,” she went on, “She had long wanted more and she was glad that he had lost her at.