”Maxwell Lester appeared to know something about boats and was looking it over closely. He called Franklin, Hunt and Jasmine over and began whisperi...g to them. I was just far enough away that I didn’t pick up much of what they were talking about. He pointed at something near the center of the boat then grinned at Franklin. Franklin was now grinning and nodding before saying, “Since there are seven of us, are we going to get an extra toolkit also? Oh yes, and what about fishing gear?”“I suppose. But almost at the door she stopped, tilting her head to one side to listen. Coming from behind the partially shut door of the bathroom were unmistakable low moans and sighs, and an erratic squeaking noise which she recognized as the rusty hinges on the toilet seat she'd been trying to get Ken to replace. But she couldn't understand why the squeaking was so loud and continuous - almost as though someone were bouncing up and down on the seat. And the moans and sighs were like the hushed cries of. He knew what I was thinking. I didn’t want to end this for the world. I speeded up my pace on his penis, his moaning getting gradually louder until his cum shot out onto my jawline. ‘Wow! A woman’s never made me cum that quick,’ he said, surprised and satisfied. He kissed me and licked his cum off of my neck. ‘Not bad,’ he smirked. ‘You taste much better though.’ He kissed me again. ‘Now run off miss, I’ll probably see you on South Street time and time again. He continued to kiss me as I put on. Did you really think I would forget about your punishment sessionsissy and what a fucking slut you came in your panties without permission youfucking slut. She then continued to beat my ass with the paddle I lost count athow long or how many swats but when she was done she released me from thespreader bar lowered my cum stained panties and she then had me lick my cum outof the panties I had been wearing all evening.?Well I?m done with you tonight slut so be here tomorrow night at 7 bitchnow.