I wondered why Dewey didn't have a giant wind generator on top of the main mast. When I had a chance, I wanted to discuss the pros and cons of that. W... could save the fuel the generators ran on, making us even more independent.The Irish Bell led us into the harbor area where we motored to one side and anchored in the deep harbor. We were near enough to one of the rocky shore areas that the seals were giving us hell for being in their area. They would quiet down as soon as they got used to us.We. The nostalgia. Now that is what I'm talking about. The smellof halfway decent pizza sauce. The red and white checkered table cloths.I ordered 2 slices and a Diet Pepsi. It was delightful and hit the spot!The conversation between Ron and I was casual. We talked about ourmornings, our high school football team, the music we were supposed tomemorize for our field show. I'm glad this aspect of my relationship withRon hadn't changed. It really put me at ease.There were times however that our eyes. I could smell the wonderful musk of a real man! He pulled my head into his crotch and rubbed himself all over my face. His cock was peeking out from his shorts and I could feel the tip rubbing on my cheek. His moans were loud! I thought about someone walking down the hall... I couldn't resist turning my head so I could taste his cock! He let the tip slip between my lips. It was then I realized he was uncut and a HUGE precummer! OMG! It was pouring out! I didn't want to take my mouth. She felt his hands on her shirt, pushing it up until she was all naked, enjoying the teasing touches of his tongue on her nipples. Grabbing his dick she gave it a couple strokes, feeling him tense up in her hands.“A little incentive to make you hurry.”“As if I needed one.”“We’ll see. Just don’t be nice to me, I’ve had my fair share of nice lately.” That she had, a little half-truth could go a long way in a naughty mind.He stepped back off the bed to get out of his pants, then was back on top of.