I played goddamned Twister for this. Your cock is getting harder and harder and the angle you’re at is rubbing up behind my balls as you move your h...ps. I can feel the head of your cock pushing against my balls over and over - ah it feels so good – and you, so generous, reach around to my cock and give it a few strokes. I’m drunk and dazed, but I know I want more than this; I know you want more than this, and as your cock slides out of the warm haven of my thighs and up between my cheeks, I. Up to speed and turn around isn’t much fun. But ... I was a kid when Mom hired the first crew and sent us down the Saint Lawrence.“See the world, kids.” Was the last thing I remember her saying.We did ... five times.Well ... I did. Cynthia and JW? They were about 4 and a half circumnavigations when I left Prospekt Sholokhova, 272, Rostov-on-Don, Rostov Oblast, Russia, 344009 for Moscow ... for 49 bucks.The thing about big water? It’s water. Salt, brackish or fresh ... it’s water. AND ... if you. .. not even all the way around... she'd see me stroking my hard, red...I saw a shadow at the door. This was never gonna happen.I managed to get my dick in and stuff a hand into my pocket before the girl came into the room. She was another hottie, too. She asked what we were watching and stood beside me. I took a deep breath to try and loosen up. I looked at my crotch, pretending to look at my shoes. I felt a wave of paranoia followed by guilt."I'd never seen seals and polar bears like -that-",. The Friday marathon usually keeps me at the office into the evening, sometimes as late as 8 o’clock. By that time I’m ready to go home, crash on the couch, call up Netflix and stuff my face with empty carbs. Sleep soon follows. Oh, for the days when Friday nights meant hanging out in clubs with friends and partying until the wee hours. Now that I’m 39 that mattress starts looking better and better around 10 o’clock.I’m a passable cook but after a 12-hour workday I don’t want to spend another.