“ Engineering to the Bridge ” B’londa’s voice came overhead. “ Go ahead ” Chickolet answered. “ Sir, I think we have found a way to pene...rate the Dominatrix shields… ” “ Let’s hear it ” Chickolet said. “ If we match the phase variance of their shields, we might be able to beam inside their ship, the only downfall is that we can only get one person in a transporter window every 30 minutes. The next window of opportunity is in five minutes. I suggest you let me go” B’londa said. “ I don’t think. Sliding his mouth back and forth down my cock. Licking my shaft while he was stroking the head of my cock. I had to tell him to slow down because I didn't want to blow my load too quick. He eventually slowed down, tightening his lips around my cock and giving it a little tug once he got to the head after taking all of my 6" cut cock to the back of his throat. His claim was justly earned. He could take a cock balls deep. I could feel his tongue at the base of my shaft every single time.It was. I told them I had invited Erin and they said that would be just fine with them. Frank, my mate had everything sparkling like I like it. I saw her coming down the dock. She had on sneakers, jeans and a huge mans white shirt. She was adorable. I helped her on board and introduced the to Tad and Joan Cotton, the people who chartered the boat. I left her with them and climbed up on the flying bridge and started the engines. Frank went aft and took in the stern lines. He hurried forward and was. A lovely swim and my lustful thoughts and the warm sun make me feel tingly all over. As I lay my towel out I look over and there he is again. The beautiful man from the dining room is sitting on the beach looking out over the water. I re-position my towel so that I can watch him. Lying on my stomach, I undo the back of my bikini top. Oh my God, he is looking over in my direction, I quickly close my eyes. When I open them again, he is smiling at me. I’m sure my face is going a dozen different.