Whenever time permitted, I would just leave for some excursions in and around the town usually with my friends.It was Tuesday and the Port of St Marti... was just in sight. Our ship anchored 8.00 am in the morning and the sound of slashing waves just excited me about going out in the town. Most of the crew members liked the port and usually you would find the ship empty on that day with very little passengers taking sunbath on the top deck. St Martin is a duty free island and you can buy. ‘I thought that’s how you have to go in.’ She said. ‘No, that’s one way of entering the water. You don’t have to do it that way. You can walk off the back of the boat or climb down a ladder. I have inflated the BC and thrown my tank in the water and got into the harness while it was floating.’ ‘What’s a BC?’ Ashley asked. ‘Sorry, a BC is a buoyancy compensator. It helps to keep you from sinking or rising in the water by adding or removing air.’ I explained. The whole time the parents were. ’ She turned to her receptionist. ‘Carol, give Miss Schwartz my cell. Whenever the wedding is, clear my schedule.’ Oh my stars. The rumor mill just shifted up a couple of gears. As we left, I could not help but notice Christine’s expression. She practically glowed. When Christine saw me looking, her face became more controlled, but I could still see that she was deeply pleased. For a moment, that made no sense. Then I realized that Christine linked her status to mine. In her own subtle way,. I stayed that way for a while, eyes closed, leaning back and fucking my moms best friend from behind, I could hear Beryl grunting and screaming ‘FUCK ME YOU BASTARD, MAKE ME COME AGAIN, FUCK ME FUCK ME OOOOH’ when suddenly I felt that familiar tingling in my balls and I knew that I was getting ready to shoot, I pulled my cock out and raced round to the back of the chair and said to Beryl ‘Make me come all over your tits’ Beryl grabbed my cock and started pumping wildly, then I felt a fresh hand.