It looked like she had her face on backward as she led him by the hand up a little cobbled lane built in a century of donkeys and carts. Burnt russet ...air flowed around the edges of the mask, falling over her shoulder blades as he trailed her, gripping her hand as her lithe arm extended straight back. He was sorely tempted to stop short and force her to turn so he could see her face. He knew her. He wasn’t quite sure how or from where, but her hair and the eyes that had looked out through her. Are you two interested?" Interested in what?" I asked."Working for me on my boat. I can only pay the wages of one, but my customers are usually pretty good tippers," Nate said. "I only go out a couple of days during the week, so you won't earn much, but it'll gave you a chance to learn."I looked at my brother and could see by the look on his face he was willing to take the job. The idea appealed to me too, but I waited for Eddie to answer."We'll have to talk to our parents'," Eddie said."Okay,. I pictured Kimmie and one of our daughters, June, doing this, loving my cock and having fun together. I groaned as Melinda and her mother’s lips nuzzled into my cock.They nibbled on the sides.I shuddered in delight, the sun warm on my back. My chest rose and fell, savoring this wonderful sensation. It spilled light over me. I groaned, closing my eyes and loving the sensation. Their lips nibbled around me and then their tongues darted around the crown of my cock.They teased me. Licked me. Their. “Beg pardon sir, Miss Williams said as you might wish to be obliged with a fuck sir,” the plumper one suggested.“Like Maisey says sir, she said we had to let you have your way if we wanted to keep us jobs,” her friend retorted.“Yes like Dotty said thats right sir.” Maisey agreed.“Get out, I am not in the habit of threatening anyone to gain carnal access,” I blustered, and seeing their confusion added, “You are serving wenches not whores, when I want a whore I shall go to Doncaster or Liverpool.