There was 1 old guy who really stood out, his name was John he was in his mid 70's and a real old perv. Alot of the other girls wouldn't deal with him...but i found all his crude comments and him coonstantly eyeing me up funny.That summer i got the oppertunity to go traveling so handed my notice in, everyone was really kind wishing me well, and on my last week John gave me a leaving present i'll never forget.It was a really hot day and i was wearing my normal work trousers but a very loose. I smiled at her, "So did we anchor somewhere last night, in a little cove or something?" No we kept going all night there is a small storm coming and we are trying to outrun it" She told me."Oh and how are we doing?" I asked."Well so far so good, it looks like the storm is going from west to east and we are going south so I think we will miss it, but the weather can change at anytime." She explained."What kind of storm can this boat take?" I asked.She smiled "This BOAT, can take anything short. His conscience was laced with guilt for imagining them together. It started with the image of her wearing the yellow bathing suit. Then the sight of her panties under the long nightshirt taunted him. The dark triangular shadow over the curving lips of her vulva brought him close. Imagining himself pushing the gusset aside to taste the source of that intoxicating scent threw him over the edge.His weakness made him rage. I'm turnin' into a fuckin' creep!The stubborn bolts of the ball-nut assembly. Cortez looked at Joe and laughed. “Jesus! You got him to suck your dick already”. Cortez closed the door and walked towards Joe making him very frightened. Joe was not thinking straight because two big men, totally stranger to him so far, were getting their clothes off before his eyes. Both Raul and Cortez were bigger than Joe, much bigger as a matter of fact. Both had big cocks and already hard as rock. They were talking about, how they were going to take Joe.“This bitch loves to take the cock.