Caressing my slowly growing cock with my left hand I reached in my bathing suit pocket to grab my pack of cigarettes. I lit one up and returned to my ...ow engorged, throbbing cock that felt the ocean breeze massaging me from balls to head. Slowly I tugged at it and took long, slow drags of my smoke realizing that this was possibly the greatest solo effort of my life. I started to think of my wife's perfect, bald pussy and how wonderful it tasted. The way she sucked my cock like no one EVER had. ." she takes a hand of mine and pulls it to her breast, "I was gonna use my tits! I didn't really think you'd cum. How come you don't cum as fast when you fuck Mom?"Whoa. That's a loaded question if I ever heard one."Um... you're uh..." I can't find an answer.The fact that she's looking at me earnestly and curiously and not with her I want you to say this or that face just makes it harder to answer.Suddenly, her faces lights with glee. "I'm sexier?! I turn you on more than Mommy?"She hit the. " Okay, will do. Anything else?" No. Thanks Kelly. I'll wait for Jenny's call. Bye." Goodbye."I hung up and stayed near the phone. I didn't want it to wake Jamie.About ten minutes after I got off the phone with Kelly, it rang."Hello." Ginny, good morning, it's Jenny Mitchell. How are you?" I'm okay, Jenny, but I have a lot of questions. I hope you have alittle time to talk." Of course, Ginny. Let me put you on hold while I tell Kelly to hold myother calls and tell Tiffany that I am. Sooner or later, though, everyone else would catch on and our converted ships would no longer be top dog. At that time we’d have to start building our own ships and we’d finally get ships with real keels and we wouldn’t have to deal with all the sideboards. Until then, though, we were stuck with the sideboards if we wanted to be able to tack.All the jib really did was keep us headed southward, we weren’t really moving. The rudder could easily balance the fore jib, and the sideboards kept us.