"0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0"Did I tell you I hate subs?" grumbled Josh.David sighed. "Josh how many more times do I need to be reminded of your phobi... with submarines!" He could see that Josh looked distinctly uncomfortable. "Look — if it makes you feel any better, I have a feeling that I don't like subs also."Josh continued to grumble "Great help that's going to be"They were standing on deck looking at the sun rise over the waves. The weather continued to be mild and the swell was gentle. The. "What does it feel like, can I touch it, it so big?" I looked around making sure no one else was near then step over to him taking his free hand putting it on the middle of my shaft. "Wow it's so hard, mine doesn't feel like this." I told him it will before too long, be patient and I reached down to stroke his young boy cock. As I slid my hand up and down on his little dick I felt it pulsing and getting a little harder in my hand. A few seconds later a little stream of cum squirted from his. You have no chance of beating me, but feel free to try, I know the result already. By the way, it's a lovely whore you are married to, just made for breeding, broad at her hips so she better can have a c***d inside her."Lene returned with the coffee, poured a cup to Ali and one for her self, I looked at her thighs; she had cleaned her self a bit before returning. His cock was still hard, he pulled his chair a bit further away from the table and said; "Lene impale your self on my cock, and sit. The last thing I needed was two young girls rushing around thehouse causing mayhem and noise on a sugar rush. Not with Helen sleepingoff a hangover and Mum sleeping off a busy night in a casualtydepartment. I spread a generous amount of strawberry jam on my toast andheaded up to my room. I turned on my PC. I saw several Facebooknotifications, some of them tagging me in pictures. I took a munch of mytoast and I opened up my Facebook page with a sense of trepidation.There they were. The pictures.