Time to get ahead of this, before he made me do the Birdie Song or something.“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for my last song before we enter Dub...i creek. You will have noticed this was all unplanned and unrehearsed and you have been very kind. Will you indulge me with this final song, after which we will all bid goodbye to our gracious host and our fellow guests on this wonderful journey ... Maestro, will you please turn to item 44 of the playbook? This last one is for the balcony. Sorry you. I wanted off!” David rushed out of the salon ... he exclaimed. “I have work.”“Too bad ... you can get off in Ludington.” I said, “Junior ... get up here, I need you at the helm. I have to trim the sails.”I went forward and fiddled withe the sheets and lines. Basilisk is rigged single handed but I wasn’t about to tell them that. They had some differences to work out.About Bass Lake, I turned the radios on. Junior gave me such a look.“Go ahead, your Highness ... contact your staff and see what’s. As I was walking along the side of the workshop I passed a hole in the wall as a young mechanic was walking out of it, carrying an open bottle of something. I didn't see him straight away, and he wasn't concentrating on where he was going and we collided. Part of the contents of the bottle splashed right down the front of my dress. As the lad backed away from me I could see that most of the liquid had splashed down him. "That's acid" the lad said and shouted "Pete, I've spilt some acid on a. The sight that now greeted me was even better than I had hoped for. The combination of his right hand and cock looked like a swarm of eels surrounding a large fish. Huck’s uncut dick was very thick and meaty, and the balls hanging below that were bulbous and plump.With a mischievous look on his face, however, it soon became clear that his torment was not yet over as he turned and moved toward the basin. Huck then slopped his dick into the basin before I heard the splashing sounds of his.