.. and they did. I'm shooting for thirty."I still lust after her," he shrugged, " But, Hey... 16 years and no cigar." I can see why..." agreed David, ...ooking out the pilothouse ports.They sailed along in companionable silence heading west south west. There were two things David wanted to see ... the grounded Liberty ship and the Fort. Fort Jefferson is only a couple of hours by power but sail is so much more calming.The last few months had been hectic (understatement) to say the least. The. I found myself no longer caring if his effect on me was physically evident. He leaned in toward me, and I felt our lips brush. ‘What do you want, Clara?’ You, I thought. I want you to touch me. I want you to take this dress off and feel my skin. I want your lips all over my body, exploring every inch of me. I want you to do whatever you want with me. I closed my eyes, and murmured back, ‘I want you to kiss me.’ … Nothing. ‘Please?’ I whispered against his mouth. ‘… Sir?’ And with that, our lips. I watched her sweaty breasts heaving with every stroke of her clit, and looked into her blissful face. I wanted to put my cock in her mouth so bad... but I resisted. I instead turned my attention to the pair of fantastic feet sitting on my bathroom sink. I didn't know what to do, but I did what felt right. I put her big toe in my mouth. I started blissfully sucking on it like a baby at the mother's breast. My cock became harder than I think I've ever felt it. I started sucking her other toes,. ." and with that... little miss pretty... for she is really very pretty indeed.... and was very stylishly dressed when she arrived... and hell those shoes she had on must have cost more than everything i arrived wearing put together... has gone from sobbing to sobbing and mumbling words i can not understand... words i am not really interested in hearing... her long... artificially blond hair is in rats tails and her mascara which was obviously not as waterproof as the packaging implied is more.