I guess she felt guilty! One time in particular I came over and we did some heavy petting in her living room again. She told me she wanted me in her a...s, but had to lube up good because I might hurt her. She got some KY from her room and bent over her coffee table. She rubbed it good on her ass and asked me to fuck her. I got behind her and eased my cock in. From time to time she asked me to stop because it hurt her. After a little while, I started steady pumping and holding her hips. She was. ??Slave!? I hear the voice of Princess Gurley.I look at Princess Gurley and pointing to my mouth.?You may speak, slave.??Princess Gurley, please accept this slave’s apology. This slave has been very ignorance and treated Princess Gurley badly. This slave has been Missing Princess Gurley very much. Princess Gurley, How can this slave make it up to Princess Gurley?? I speak with my body bend down forward, head touching the ground to hide my elect cock. (Princes Gurley is beautiful.)?Slave, you. Once we were all situated, I started by retracting from Jessie's twat ever so slightly and instructing Jack to pull back as well once I went back in."I know what I'm doing," he muttered, though he didn't sound too convincing. I thrust back up into Jessie slowly to start, and Jack did well in pulling back in her ass. For the next minute or so, Jack and I deliberately took turns inside Jessie while the guys whistled and Jessie cooed from the pressure in both her holes. I felt her fingernails sink. There were several rear deck houses to choose from. But only two forward wheelhouses.The iron boats were longer, wider, heavier and usually oil fired. The wheelhouse is taller, more capacious and some of the interiors were beautiful. Many of the rear deckhouses were two storied. More crew I guess."You deliver?" He had said. "Ann Arbor?" I wanted to be sure."Yep ... tomorrow. Which one?" How much?" Two thousand five hundred cash." Take a check?" What's your bank?" Ann Arbor National." Care if I.