It didn't rest as Tony started the staccato rhythm guitar intro into Back Where You Belong almost immediately. By the end of the song, three Fender gu...tars were so tied together it was impossible to comprehend who was playing lead, counterpoint, rhythm or even a counterpoint to the rhythm. Tina's onstage instrument of choice had become electric guitar recently and the three were creating something outside the normal lead/rhythm rock arrangement. None of them really knew yet where that was going. I told him to compliment John on his selection.Money was transferred and Sue made sure the training captain had our telephone number so we could keep up with Marshal's training and he could be paid. John tossed his bag into the lounge, where Sue had stacked several things in front of the stairs, so Stevie couldn't fall down the ladder or stairway as land lubbers call it.John sat down on a built in lounge chair near the helm and watched as Juanita was aft and Mercy was at the bow, untying the. Truckers cocks are usually full of man flavour, which I love and I savour each one for a few moments, tease it a little too.He lies back relaxed, hand on my head with a little pressure applied. I cup his balls. He is super stiff and pre cum is leaking, I can feel the pressure building but he explodes even more quickly than I thought he would, a huge jet of spunk hits the back of my throat, he keeps pumping, hand firmly on my head now as he fills my mouth with cum more quickly than I can. The man on her chest leaned forward to hold her arms down and his swollen head prodded her chin as his dick tittyfucked her glistening, oiled breasts. She rolled her head back and gasped, letting the man's shaft and head glide along her neck, her body delighting in their renewed dominating assault. As she neared her climax she could feel their cocks were fat and swollen, ready to cum in her as she anxiously desired. Instead of feeling them swell and burst inside her, she felt her ankles.