Tossing my bag on the bunk I asked the question I'd been waiting to ask. Would I be expected to service the other two men in his crew? As a Boat Bunny... would I be expected to spread my legs for the guy renting the boat? Telling me that his crew would definitely want to fuck me, Roy said he'd let them know he'd invited me aboard. It would be entirely up to me who I let between my legs and when. He assured me that his crew were gentlemen. And it turned out to be true. Both were black men in their. We were both intently enjoying each other’s cocks and the feeling of being manhandled. Suddenly, Dana burst into the room. Dana was a cute little blonde, skinny as Olive Oyl with bright lively blue eyes. She was two grades ahead of us and I saw her as one of the “big k**s.”“I’m telling.” She screamed and slammed the door.“She wont tell.” Peter said, “I know that she broke the windshield on daddy’s car and she is too afraid to tell. Don’t stop doing what you were doing.”About a minute later a. Molly mimed us eating and then going swimming. With the ocean right outside I knew that is where she wanted to go. We finally climbed out of the tub, dried off and then got ready to go swim. We went down the road to Virginia Beach to get a big breakfast at this all you can eat place Molly had found. I was actually stuffed when we left. After a quick run through a few shops on the beach, we headed back to the base with two boogie boards, swim fins, snorkels, masks, huge beach towels, a beach. The stud made her suck his cock forcing it down her throat, blowing his load while she choked on it. I could see he wasn't concerned about getting her pregnant he was just fulfilling his fantasies.It didn't appear that my wife was concerned about getting pregnant either she was doing the same thing, fulfilling sexual desires. No excuse about getting pregnant could be used for what I was seeing. It was pure sexual pleasure and lust on both their parts. He fucked her and used her body like a.