So I stood up and kicked off my shoes, then dropped my pants revealing my semi hard dong to Shelly who was in shock at the size. She knelt down and lo...ked at it. "Can I touch it?" She asked. "Of course." I said. Shelly touched my cock ever so softly. My cock was getting harder by the second. "It is massive! And getting bigger!" Shelly exclaimed. She continued to fondle my cock and balls. I began to smell something, it was the smell of pussy. Shelly must be getting wet and turned on. "There is. All he wanted was a quick blow-job, I dragged it out to show my professionalism, he enjoyed that. I wound up with a nice load to swallow; he announced to the world that, “I just had the best goddamned blow-job of my life!” By dinnertime we were anchored in a small bay, of a nice little island. Most of the charter boats used it but, that day it was empty. I’d also given another blow-job. I was both waitress and hostess; they were pretty happy, I was getting tips and felt up. Dinner, drinks,. "Yeah smartass, be nice to me..." she shot back, obviously nervous. A thought occurred to me as I released her legs, and to her confused look, her hands as well. I went into the bathroom, got the babyoil and the astroglide, set them on the table, and began taking the cuffs off. Considering they were velcro and plastic clips, it wasn't much of a cuff."What are you doing?" she said confused.I answered by smiling and putting the cuffs on my hands and feet and lying down on my back. I clipped in my. She was wearing a baggy school sweatshirt but I could see her nipples, which had hardened in the cold night air, pushing against the fabric.Margaret was an almost identical version of her mother, different hairstyles and makeup was about the only difference I could make out. Having expected a girl they had put a second bed in her room but explained that they would move it in the morning. I told them I was happy just to be able to go to sleep.They gave me the 50-cent tour of the house. It was an.