I thought it was just boys that did such shameful things as that. A deep sense of guilt overtook me, and I resolved to stop watching her rubbing her ...agina. I wrapped my arm tighter over my eyes in an effort to resist the sinful temptation. So, you can just imagine the shock that followed almost immediately:Cindy leaned over, and put my cock right into her mouth! OH…MY…GOD!! The feeling of her hot, wet mouth enveloping my fledgling cock literally took my breath away. I stopped breathing. You looked at me goggle eyed and said "You must be joking - I love that history!". We spent the next 20 minutes trying to trip each other up as we pointed out stars and tried to get the other to name them. The only way that we were able to do this was for her to stand in front of me and for each other to sight along the persons arm as they pointed. Needless to say she was touching me in all of the right places, just soft touches, with nothing intended in them, but never-the-less it still made. It wasn't a gorgeous room, but it would suit the purpose of two friends who needed to blow off a little steam. Each one knew what they were there for, and it didn't bother Jan in the least. It had been a long time since she had really cut loose, and she was looking forward to this.There were two beds in the room, and Jan laughed and said, "One to mess up, and one to sleep in."Jan liked to make love to music, and while Sonny went to the restroom she checked out the television to see if she could. She did. So did Grace.We motored out past the pipe framed 'lighthouse' and out far enough that Grace, Mike and I felt safe enough to hank on the jib from its below deck bag and raise it, clipping its guides all the way. (No doubt about it, I need to invent the roller jib.) We had steerage way and headed for the main sail.Daddy was sailing ... steering, anyway, when the CoastGuard MLB blew his horn for inspection. Daddy shifted the transmission into neutral, we kids ran back forward and lowered.