" The docks are a mess. I'll meet you outside the port on whatever I can find that will float." I'll be there as soon as I can."After saying good bye,...I went in search of a boat I could use to meet up with Mac and I didn't have to go far to find a fisherman who was doing some minor maintenance on his small craft. The twenty foot version of the bigger ferries wasn't very fast. I think he had stuffed a small motorcycle engine in a more or less watertight compartment in the bowels of the boat,. Your ass. Anything. Fuck you as you tell me to. Anywhere, any time. And let you fuck me as you please. All my holes, all my body is yours.” And just to affirm, she sent me another picture of her twat, spread just as wide as before, with two of her fingers lodged inside.I liked that. She was obedient and forthcoming, offering herself freely and voluntarily without expecting anything in return. “What’s your favourite toy?” I asked.“My husband’s dick,” she replied.I laughed. “Ah, okay,” I said.. At last though, I had John lay on his back. He stroked his meat watching Julie straddle him, and then her dripping pussy swallowed his cock whole. While she rocked up and down on his pole I slid behind her, and taking out some oil, began working it back and forth between her ass cheeks. Slowly, carefully, I slid a finger into her ass. She groaned. As I inserted my second finger she began rocking her hips back and forth, swallowing my fingers deep into her. Anal sex has never been one of her. And he probably wanked about what he had seen once he got home. I’ve always loved flashing and I would LOVE to know how many men have looked up between my legs and then gone home and jacked off thinking about it. So love to know.So yeah, with Mason, I was sure if I got him to look up my skirt, he would wank for weeks and...ummmm… that got me going.He finally admitted the obvious. He peaked at girls but never stared. He loved seeing panties. He loved looking up girls skirts. He loved watching.