“Well you did not complain earlier,” she reminded me as she stroked my member through the fly.“Mary!” I protested.“Your turn, my teats would...welcome some attention if you have a moment.” she countered.“Don’t worry on my part, you can have your way with her standing on your heads for all I care,” Bunty opined.“No, I think not,” I demurred.“Up my skirts then, feel my soft silky thighs, my warm soft silky thighs,” she teased, “Ease your fingers inside me, take my honour,” she challenged.“Er,” I. Like a well-trained slave.The boat was anchored differently when we got there. It was much closer to the beach and the mast was folded down and lashed in place sticking out over the stern.“There was no wind this morning, so we had to diesel her in,” Master Bruce said. Then he added, “With the mast down, I could raise the centerboard and get much closer to the beach.”We only had to walk through ankle-deep water to reach the ladder. As we were climbing aboard, Master Bruce said, “Of course,. Sarah turned Kaylie around until her back was to the water. She moved her head back a little and let the water hit her on the top of the head. She reached down and grabbed a cloth and squirted some of her face soap into it. She touched it to Kaylie’s face and washed her face thoroughly. She squirted some bath soap on the cloth and continued down to her shoulders and then her arms. She moved back and soaped her breasts. Sarah lifted them and washed underneath. They were so soft and firm. . She had to remain calm or she would gag. Lisa kept breathing slowly.Dam Doc, can’ wait to stick the real thing all the way down dat bitch throat.Yes boys, I want to see that too.Doc was moving on. He began to run his hands over Lisa’s tits.Lisa kept trying to put her mind in a different place. It was a mind trick her Dad had taught her that hehad learned when he was a prisoner. Survive and watch, your chance will come he told her.Her Dad had confided some of his dark secrets. The knife in.