Turning around, she said, “Now the part I know you really want to do.” And with extra attention, I generously applied the creamy lotion to her tit... and cupping them, massaged it in. She didn’t stay topless too long. We had to gybe the boat, and she felt awkward doing the task with her breast bare, and that was that. I didn’t know what would happen this time. I’d like it if she’d shed some clothing, but I was fairly sure she’d stay clothed. I knew from experience, however, that I genuinely. After I had a couple of glasses of wine, I became very horny. I needed a real man to make me his woman that night. My fingers were not enough for me.So I finally decided to get up and go out to a bar to find some company. I walked just four blocks to the nearest local bar. I entered the crowded place and found a free stool at the bar.Before I could finish my first drink, the barman got me another one. I told him I had not asked for it; but he smiled and said that two guys across the long bar. The way he looked at me and talked to me, it felt so weird," Vicki said. "In fact it made me feel downright dirty. I think I'll take a shower to scrub that feeling away. Any one need the can before I do?" We all said no, and she headed to the bedroom to get her towels, and then went into the bathroom and started her shower. Meanwhile, I headed back to my room for my book, which I had dropped when Jim had knocked on the door. I checked on the bed, but it wasn't there. I looked all. “I wouldn’t exactly say no warning. They did mention that unless I tapped out, they would push me to lose control. And they did build up, splashing urine over me, dipping my hand in warm water, that sort of thing. It got really hard when they started talking about how they would enjoy me gushing and began to apply pressure directly.” Her finger moved faster as her story unfolded. So it was that kind of game; I should have known.“Oh, that must have been horrible,” I said with mock sincerity.“It.