”“And what about other guys, Daddy?” Leyla asked. “I... I like being fucked by lots of men. I love you, Daddy, I do. I would truly cherish bei...g your woman. Your wife. But... I'm like Mother, I need to be used.”My husband grinned at her. “You're my slut, too. You fuck whom I say you can, my little flower.”“Yes, Daddy,” Leyla quivered and then darted to him.She nimbly leaped over me to land on his lap, straddling him. She kissed him so hard, her ass wiggling right before my face, her pussy. When she finally did come out of the bathroom my jaw nearly dropped. She was wearing a simple black bikini that barely covered her breasts and it was held together by some stings. The bottom was also fairly small and as I saw later, it was a thong in the back as well. She simply looked very sexy in that thing.I complemented her on her outfit and she said that she liked my trunks as well. They did show my slightly erect dick and my ass quite well. So we went out into the tub and got comfortable. So i make my way to the bar for a drink the bartender passes me one as i take a sip i see this cute jamaican brunette approach me my name is sandra im Thirtytwo C twentyeight thirtytwo are you interested why yes i am care to dance i would love too as she grabs my hand and pulls me to the center of the dance floor and starts grinding her ass on my crotch. I put my hands on her waist so what brings you here handsome um i was urged by my father the high priest wow wow wait Darrell is your father. He was very open about it. I made it clear that I was fuckable; all we had to do was find the time and place to get it done.In Antigua we had to take on fresh water and fuel plus, some fresh provisions. The cook and I did the shopping while the boat was tended to. The family had gone exploring in town – even though they were still pissed-off most of the time. While we were walking around she asked me, “Did you blow that k** in the cockpit last night?”“Twice…god did he have a nice big load! I.