. shitter ... shitter ... fuck... ' in between each separate thought, my life passed before my eyes and even as bad as I hurt I saw the john door ... ...nstinct and muscle memory moved my feet ... they were slippery ... I made it.Everything I'd had to eat for a week was smiling at me and then the dry heaves hit while I was sitting.'What IS that awful smell?!?' I was still gagging when I realized it was me. The realization didn't help one little bit.I threw back the shower curtain and the three. I’d like some of your lovin too.” After they finished fukkin they could hear Willa’s familiar moans and shrieks from the other end of the boat.Norma and the captain were up earlier than the others and she asked a favor. She’d suck him again but wanted him to cum on her tits so she could see how the white stuff came out of a pecker like his. Her squeals woke the others and she was scooping him cum off her breasts and licking her fingers clean as Randolph was tasting her tight young snatch even. At first she blamed herself, as she always does. Then she blamed me and started to find faults in me. She convinced herself that she never loved me. She needed those lies to tarnish my image in her heart. Slowly, she killed the caring, cheesy person that I had awoken in her.However, at that moment she could not bear to see me in distress and she broke down with me. Her hands were running slowly up into my curly hair and down over my think shoulders and along my strong arms and around my brawny. It’s the fuckin job I’m worried about. I had a hell of a time convincing your mother I could handle the job and you want me to blow it just like that!”“No I don’t! I want to blow you just like that!”Without another word she swooped down and kissed the tip of his cock, sipping away the drop of cream that oozed from the eye of it. The her lips were slithering down the length of it, kissing his cock and balls with a feverish urgency. She was on her knees then.