He had too much tied up in it to tow the tub out and sink it, but he couldn't sell it either. No one wanted it.Then Mr. Smith and his friends had call...d. They had been recommended by a certain, well, let's just call him a good fellow he knew from the old neighborhood in Newark. Yes, he had a boat he could rent them. No, he didn't mind if it didn't come back. He would insure it. No problem.Two people, an old guy in his fifties and a big-titted broad that looked like a hooker, came by and took. "She giggled and patted my arm. "Oh, that's right."It was kind of a running joke. One night during our freshman year of college, Madison and I had gotten quite drunk in our dorm room. Long story short, we ended up fooling around. It was her first girl-on-girl experience, but not mine. I'd come out of the closet my senior year in high school. Madison wasn't gay, nor bisexual. At best, she was bicurious. I say that because that wasn't her last lezzy experience. When the two of us got drunk. ’ He said to her cheerfully. Being the hyper active girl she was, she threw her arms around him and hugged him close. ‘Mmmmm, hello, Greg.’ She said inhaling him. She was always turned on by a males scent and his was no different. He smiled back at her as she released and her heart soared. He was going to get what he wanted as soon as she had him alone. They went to the luggage claim next. He took her bag and carried it to his truck as she followed ever so faithfully behind. They both got in. She had just given him the best blowjob of his life and her face covered in his masculine essence. She also forgot she was here to teach him a lesson.She backed away from Jack, reached under her skirt and pulled a pair of black lace panties down around her knees. she wagged her finger at Jack to come closer, he came closer and dropped to his knees, "Its my turn, Jacky boy" she said lifting her skirt to reveal a big cock and hairy balls, Jack freaked out but she quickly bucked her hips forward.