They matched the wonderful leather moccasins that made her feet feel like they were being hugged by a friend. All the Chippewa girls kept their hair i... braids to show fealty (Judy had absolutely no idea what “fealty” meant but that is what the tribe leader told them the first night of summer camp) to the “Great Spirit”.The Chippewa’s were reputed to be great fishing experts and Judy had never fished in her entire life.Today, her tribe was to learn all about snakes. She was not very happy about. Our customers were a very rough bunch, but that was the only source of revenue, the state of the pub being nowhere good enough to encourage new visitors. The refurb was supposed to happen within 6 months but wrangles over who owned the freehold made it drag on for 3 times that. In the meantime we drew staff from a very small population.One such was Ivy. Ivy was about 5” 4” tall, overweight and honestly not the prettiest female you ever saw. She was 35 and a grandmother although she hardly ever. " She smiled knowing full well he would watch as she walked up, she was flattered, made sure she gave him a show.The view from the top was stunning, the moon reflected in the sea, the lights of the ship reflected back, her hair being blown by the breeze. She was leaning on the hand rail, he stand behind her. " we talked about photography earlier, how I wish I could capture the beauty of all this, not just the moon & sea but the sheer beauty of you, the shape of your legs in your heels walking. Then she helped me strap my new cock around my waist and slip my dick into it. She pulled the crotch straps on either side of my balls and up through my ass crack to buckle them to the waist strap. They rode right across the flange of my buttplug. Then she laid back, spread her legs and said, "It looks good on you. Take it for a spin."It was like a magical experience for me. I suddenly knew what it was like to have a normal sized cock and I couldn't wait to fuck her with it. I slipped it into.