It was not the biggest boat in the marina, but it was definitely in the top ten percent. I looked around for a minute as the ladies made appreciative ...ounds and then decided there was no time like the present. I walked down the quay a little way to look at the boat's name."Caroline II," I said out loud. "Not much of a name, but let's see if we can find some keys. Tabitha, you come with me. Cassie, please help Samantha start unloading the car."Tabitha gave her mom a glance, who nodded and then. As I bend down to put them on she shoves me to the Berber carpet. I turn sideways to continue putting on my slut shoes as she goes into my closet and finds the final item, a black leather riding crop. I know the drill. Without saying a word she waves the crop indicating that she wants me to get in front of the full length mirror and present myself to her. I do so biting my lower lip. I don't know how hard it will be this time. I feel my pussy swelling with fear and anticipation. My big. I gave her one and let her have some fun playing with her pussy. I got behind her and started kissing her lower back, her ass, and gently separated her cheeks kissing and licking my way down to her virgin hole. She let out a loud gasp as I teased her and let out a moan when I slid my tongue into her hole. I decided to test the water a little bit more and slid a finger into her, no disapproval so I put one more in and eventually her vibrator. She was in complete ecstasy. I took this as my cue. Fate refused to allow her to keep what little of her husband she had left, when the drugs finally wore off after giving birth the doctors were forced to tell her that she had miscarried. Now she was completely alone. That was three months ago. Now she worked for a man she knew only as Diego. He had been a friend of a friend of a friend, but so far down the chain she wasn’t even sure how she had even managed to met him. That didn’t really matter to her though. She had been desperate for money.