I really want something I could trailer to the water and load after the day on the water was done." Those are at the marina at the lake," she informed...me.The lake was home ... Vehmersalmi ... halfway across the country.There was a phone in the warehouse. Wendy called Dalmar, Dalmar called home, Ursula called the marina and called Wendy.Weird, I know. But you're dealing with Finns. It doesn't have to make sense."Yes, Ursula?" Wendy was answering."All out?" Go buy another?" Ok, got anything in. She smiled and said, “Since you seemed to have enjoyed the show in the garden, I thought that I’d give you a better view.”I took another swallow of my beer and told her, “The view is breath taking.”She smiled, walked over to where I was seated, knelt down between my legs and started to unzip my Levis. It didn't take me but just a second to take over and slide my Levis and underwear down and off. Unhesitantly, she grabbed the base of my now hard as a rock, eight inch un-cut cock and started to. Once he finished with that we had some drinks and watched some porn. After we were all really horny we began flipping a coin. The first 5 that landed on heads put their names into a hat to be drawn by the other 5 to determine the first patners. I was one of the ones to put my name into the hat. When it came time for the drawing my name was drawn by an older guy named Jimmy. I am 37 and he was 65. I thought this should be good. Once everyone had their partner we went to the basement of the. " That's fine!" Harold said. "Not a problem. No big deal. I just want you to jack off for me! Period. End of story. No other expectations, Okay?"In the end, I hopped into Harold's big SUV, and off we drove to where his apartment was. It was nice apartment. Expensive looking. Second from the top floor, too, with a nice view of the city below. The guy obviously had a lot of money!He didn't rush me. We first sat in his large and lavish living area and talked; but after a while, he got around to.