She let me pour myheart out to her for which I was very grateful and gaveme the attention I needed most right then, the factsomebody cared about my li...e. She wrapped her armsaround me and consoled me so that I began to feelbetter about myself and my situation. When I stopped crying she invited me over to her placefor dinner, telling me that her husband traveled onbusiness three to five days a week and she hated to eatalone. I was in no mood to cook but was certainlyhungry, so I accepted without. I just though it would drive Stephen wild if I told him I showed you.” She got her bitch-face again. “You want to see’em?” She started to reach down to lift up her shirt.“Well…” I couldn’t know what to say. Of course I wanted to, but it didn’t seem like the right answer to say out loud.“Take a good look.” She had removed her shirt and was now unfastening the bra. “In fact, come over here and give’em a squeeze. Then I’m going to go home and tell Stephen that I know what he said and then tell him. " Pat smiled and agreed with her.The fuel dock was his next stop, a large cargo ship was at the dock for fuel. Her Captain was just arriving at the office, He was ridden from his ship to there by a golf cart driven by one of the dockhands. While the captain was giving the clerk his international credit card for payment for fuel Pat introduced himself. The captain was employed by a Greek shipping firm. He said he had usually taken on fuel across the bay but he was here for his first time because. Mathew put the camera on the tripod and removed his pajama bottoms. His dick was hard and it had been hard so long that his balls were aching. He needed relief now. Don and Cindy rolled to their left and landed on their sides. Don scaled up her back and held her tightly while crushing her tits with his hands. He kissed her deeply and could taste Jamie’s sweet pussy on Cindy’s lips and tongue. Mathew knelt between Jamie’s legs and flipped her over on her back. She was more than ready to serve.