I was trying to get a lead on how Betts hopes to get away with it. He’s got your boat and I thought that maybe he was planning to use it as a way of...liberating enough cash to disappear. From what you say, sir, he could sell the vessel for twenty per cent of its value and still have enough to finance a decent life in a foreign country.’‘That won’t be easy, Inspector. Every vessel has to be registered and to sell it you have to have those documents. Bee Jay’s documents are right here.’‘I’m sure. “It’s Wednesday.”“But Paula said Thursday!” said Melanie.“Oh,” said Bobby, who was not privy to Paula’s original plan. “You want me to come back tomorrow?”This wasn’t going at all like Melanie had dreamed it would go. She’d planned what to wear, and how to have her hair, and what makeup to use. She’d even gotten new perfume, just for this occasion. She stared at the bulk filling the doorway, and her knees got a little shaky. She knew instinctively that, if she sent him away, she would chicken. Then a final push and I had Mr. Evans' entire cock in my bum.Mr. Evans let out a low moan as he began fucking me. I was surprised by how good the prostate massage felt. As my prostate got massaged, I began leaking cum from my cock, which was now as hard as a rock.Mr. Evans was soon slam fucking me. Then I felt a cock rubbing across my face. Looking up I saw the massive cock of Coach Braun in my face.“Suck it, Roy,” he said.I started to say no way, but when I opened my mouth to speak, his cock. .. I'm COMING, Chahlie, I'm coming in your haaANND..." She grimaced and shuddered like a leaf in the wind, and her pussy clenched and grasped at his fingers wetly as she tensed and hummed beside him like a harpstring. He shook her captured pussy hard and kept her coming for most of a minute, till she was struggling and choking out her still-growing, blooming orgasm in half-words and broken gasps of white-hot passion. "Oh, G--so good--Ggg--Oh, Ch--Chah--ngh--don't st--nngh--love y--" He finally.