“Where next?” I say, “Anne summers” you say. My feet are starting to ache now as we approach the shop and weave our way through the r...ws of sexy lingerie. My fingers brush the soft and not so soft fabric of the things that catch my eye. Behind the counter some girls giggle amongst themselves and I wonder who bares the brunt of their private joke. “What are we here to buy exactly?” I say “Lingerie” you say. The shop has changing rooms so people can try on different things providing. Meneer was wel wat gewend maar spoot nu ferme stralen zaad op haar rug en in haar bilnaad.De laatste man was al wat ouder.. Had wat meer moeite maar ik zag voorvocht op zijn eikel.. Hij werd heerlijk gepijpt en toen ik dacht dat zijn eikel niet paarser kon worden spoot ook hij zijn zaad in haar gezicht.. De secretaresse ging op tafel zitten. Midden in de plas sperma die daar was ontstaan. De hele ruimte rook naar zaad en ik was bloed geil.Meneer en zijn gasten kleedde zich aan en verlieten de. There was a naked man standing next to a bathtub and there was a naked woman lying in the tub, her legs were spread apart and dangling over the edge of the tub.The woman in the tub was fucking her pussy with two fingers and moaning that she was about to come. At that moment, the man aimed his cock at her and began to slowly empty his bladder. His golden pee splashed on her tits, stomach and pussy. When the last stream of piss splashed on her pussy, her body convulsed as her orgasm ripped. If the whole rudder had broken the ship would have been uncontrollable under sail.Well, at least it was easily found and easily fixed. They could re-float Thunder, move her to the sheer-legs we’d moved to one corner of the quay, and pull the rudder off for repairs. When they were done the ship would probably be even faster since we were eliminating some drag.Several of the fishermen had volunteered to sell their boats to me for exorbitant prices. Apparently the part about “only junk boats.