Frank stood at the lower controls just in case. I poured us two cups and went back up the ladder to the bridge. She looked really relieved to see me. ...he said, ‘Look, here comes a boat the other way. What do I do?’ ‘Just like you were driving a car. Stay on your side of the road or channel. You are doing fine. Here, just let go of the wheel while you fix your coffee. Here is powdered creamer and sweetener.’ She let go and watched the boat for a minute. It stayed right on course. She smiled and. He was like that, very full of him self and very successful with the ladies. What did surprise me though was the lustful feelings I had when I saw them. His long, thick, veiny shaft. His well defined cock’s head. His big, heavy, hanging balls. I began to desire sucking his cock, like all the girls did that he had over. I had, lusty, Gay feelings, lusty, Gay urges and desires. I had always dreamed about cock, but those had always only been fantasies. I tried to hid them, push them down, but it. Ye silsila younhi chalta rahaa main kaabhi us k doodh dabata kaabhi uski gand sehlata us main ungli karta us k mummon ko under haaath dal kar khob dabataa ab mera khof bohat had tak nikal chuka tha kion k mujhay aisa lagraha tha k sofia bhi jag rahi hoti hai or khamoshi se mazay leti hai younhi din guzartay rahay maine dekha sofia mujh se kuch ziyada he free ho rahi hai hum hata paai ka khob mazaq karnay lagay jis main main usay khob dabaata usay apnay kharay lund paar bethata magar wo kuch na. That was the way it worked, wasn't it? She had nothing to compare it with. She felt like there was more to this "fucking thing", but she wasn't sure what "more" was. She just knew that what he was doing was not enough for her. She needed more action, more fucking cock, more stroking. She wanted to come so bad, but this jerk just kept sticking it in and emptying his balls in her pussy. She couldn't get the satisfction that she needed. She never came while he fucked her. Yeah, pussy juice was.