"My cousin is still virgin, if that tells you anything," I said."I knew he was a nice guy," Kathy said."He's more than nice, Kathy," Erin said.We fini...hed dressing and went up to the galley. Erin and Kathy said they would make breakfast so Cindy and I sat at the table and chatted about the upcoming day. We heard the engines start and knew the guys were out on deck.Erin made omelets while Kathy made toast. When the food was ready, I went out and called the boys. We all sat around the table and. I asked if the bar had a reliable taxi company, they rang a company and it arrived after fifteen minutes. I got into the front seat and the driver was sex on legs; tall, muscular and very good looking. As I sat down my skirt rose to reveal my stockings and I did nothing to cover myself. He was very flirty and looking at my legs and tits which were quite obvious as I had undone a couple of buttons. As I looked at his body I looked at a growing bulge in his trousers and decided I wanted him to. I moaned deeply and loudly, releasing my nipple from its grip and pressing my mouth against the side of the bath. I moved. I lay on my side, legs wide apart, one foot resting on the side. The water was at my pussy entrance level and every time I fucked myself with my two fingers water bashed against my clit. I moaned, gasping for air, having to bite my lip to restrain myself. I wanted him to be there, to lift me like he did in the shower, to pin me up, to fuck me, rocking me. I wanted to. Mum tinkled at me and somehow I got a little more mollified.“It is true” mum answered for me, “I let him drink mine and he is addicted to it.”“Oh my god” Wendy said and her voice told me that her girly disguise broke and vanished surprisingly quickly. “So if I wanted to fuck you since the first day I saw you, and maybe had some bet with the girls who would get you laid first, I had to let you drink my urine?”“Is this from American Pie, Wendy?” I got confident.“No,” Wendy replied even more.