I knew she would allow me. But I wanted to tease her. I didn’t recognise her. Her body was amazing. But nobody I’ve ever felt so close before. It ...ade me so hard. I could feel how my cock wanted some attention. This not knowing who she is made me more horny than I’ve ever been before. Suddenly she leaned in and kissed me. She had to stand on her toes to reach me. I grabbed her ass now, and helped her to come closer to my lips. When they met, I could feel how her whole body twitched. Almost like. I managed a shaky nod, my hands and the bag they held shaking like a rose bush in a hurricane. "Good," the man said. "Now, where's your boat?"Barely able to put my thoughts into any kind of order, I said, "Cruiser. Only landlubbers call these ships 'boats.'" Shit!" the voice hissed. "I don't give a FUCK what you call the fuckin' thing, where's your goddamn boat!" I pointed towards the end cross tree, and in a tremulous voice, said, "There." Take me there," the man said. I managed, barely, to. Since her separation, from her first husband, Sylvia had played the field energetically. She had had probably 10 partners since her split 4 months previously. Bob had been divorced 8 years, and had no intention of trusting a woman ever again. He had thought he would be married for ever and took it bad when his marriage failed. He dated a few times but wasn't that Interseted. Sylvia just loved cock. She had loved her husband initially, but he worked a lot of different shifts and she never saw. The semi-rotund, self-effacing likeable guy became a mean-spirited person.“So, Jeff we got the list of things we’re dealing with, what do you want to talk about first?” I asked.“First, David – You can get off your soap-box about reducing taxes, and giving a raise to the police and teachers. We don’t have the money to give any raises unless we up the city sales tax by at least 25%?” Jeff said.“My wife Elizabeth, looked over the budget and found money to do that very thing – she found money in.