I cannot abide nipple clamps as I am too tender and sensitive there. I had been practicing with two medium sized dildos and was reasonably sure I woul... manage it.The boat owner, Ken, was a middle aged slightly overweight man with a medium bushy black beard and he would not have looked out of place in a pirate movie. His two partners were younger, one I guessed around thirty and slim, shaven, tall and athletic looking. He had long light brown hair that was tied together at the back of his head. He said he had heard so much about the place, he thought it would be a neat place for us to go.A man came through the curtain with four glasses of water and introduced himself and asked for drink orders. We ordered two Beefeater martinis for Dewey and me, along with mimosas for the girls. Sue ordered hers without liquor. Now the surprise, the waiter chatted just a couple of seconds with us, then reached back with his hand, only to reappear with a tray holding our drinks.That was unique. He then. I flick his dick hole with my tongue before taking his head into my mouth and sliding to the base of his shaft. I fucking love feeling dick get hard in my mouth. It’s amazing. I start to increase the saliva and thrust my mouth back and forth slowly, being sure to suck him like a lollipop every time I’m pulling back, almost tugging his cock off him. My hands continue to work his sack and squeeze above the balls using my index and thumb, forming a circle, as if I’m holding. I knelt underneath him and pulled Sarah up onto her knees so he could point the camera down and capture our nipples sliding against each other as we kissed, our tongues again exploring each other. That position put us at the right height and before he had time to react we were sliding our tongues down the shaft of his cock, carrying on into a all-girl kiss each time we reached the tip. We carried on sharing his cock and eventually the camera was put aside, I guess when he thought he had enough.