My cell rang."Hello," I said, hoping it was the RCMP and they had found the boat."Yeah ... this is Tony Burdock at the marina. There's a skipper here ...hat has a boat you could charter for the next while. Problem is, he doesn't have any crew." That's not a problem. I can supply a crew. I also have a catering firm lined up as well. What's this boat like? Is it big enough for six guests?" Oh yeah. It's a fifty-seven foot Bayliner. Should be big enough." Okay, how do I get ahold of him?" I'll have. Pretty soon, the conversation escalated into a full scale argument. I enjoyed it, trying to persuade him that he owed me this, that he owed me just one time, to screw him and own him and to "get even". Somehow, I knew there was a small part of his dirty mind that was curious to experience FemDom, and I worked hard to dig that out of him.I managed to persuade him that being rimmed doesn't make a guy a sub, that dominant men can enjoy that too; that having a love of anal doesn't make someone gay. This was a good thing because as hard as he was going inside my pussy which had already been fucked four times and I needed the hard pounding just to feel him. It worked for both of us I came and he pumped another big load into my used up pussy. As I had finished cumming for God knows how many times tonight I caught Jeff out of the corner of my eye. Poor man, he was the only one that had only come once. He walked over to the pool table and jumped up with me. He was rock hard again. He sat on my. Mujhe wo bahut achi lagti thi jab wo ghar ke piche bathroom mai kapde dhoti to mai unhe uper se dekhta kidki se aur parde ke piche chup ke muth marta tha mai chata tha ki wo meri sex ki bhook ko shant kare mera itna bura haal tha ki mera raat ko bhi niklne laga tha (discharge.)Ek din upper pani na hone ki wajh se mai niche ghar ke piche wale bathroom mai nahane chala gaya jese hi darwaja band kiya wo band nahi hua pani lagne ki wajh se wo fool gaya tha to maine socha ki kaun aaye ga nisha to.