"Are you ok? You look like you seen a ghost."He dropped the Kyleigh crap. "Well I think I have! The ghost of myformer life. I'm in deep shit here Mich...el," I said still shaking."It will be ok," He said as he reached out and put his hand on top ofmine."Ok? Ok? Do you even know what just happen? No, you don't have a clue,"I said as I pulled my hand away from him."Ok, I'm sorry. You can talk to me, I'm here for you," Michael said."Michael. I can't talk to you. I don't even know what to say to. . " his voice trailed off uncertainly. "Ever since I first saw one of these ships, I wanted nothing more than to sail, to spend my life with them. Chrissie ... she's a musician. A really gifted one. She sailed with us, you know, each summer, playing and singing for the punters, but ... she's going to be famous, I think. Travel all over the world, you know. She's really beautiful, as well..." How long were you together?" Nearly three years." Don't you think you must be special to her for her to. Terry grabbed hold of the edge of the table and gave a nasal groan.Grace continued and put her fist at the base of his cock to gently pump it as her tongue whirled away over the top of his penis. Her left hand darted over his oiled thighs and he groaned loudly."That's good. I'm in the mood," Terry panted and Grace looked up at him."Do you want to me to fuck you or suck you?" She asked and grinned. "Or can you manage both?" Grace found herself saying; giving away free sex, she'd destroy her own. "You heard me, and I think you like it!" she teases. "Oh really, You think..." I start, but Kim cuts me off. "Oh, you're going to try to deny it? Look how hard you cock is! You got hard as soon as I said it!" she says in a domineering way. My cock jumps again in her hand again. I have secretly wanted my wife to make me a cocksucker and hear her call me that. "Uh huh, you like the idea, don't you?!" she taunts. "MMMMMMM....Oh, Kim, that feels so good!" I try to avoid answering. My cock is.