On the second day after the dock had started cutting, McCock had loaded the mangled bow into the power barge now named the "Horrible" – an ugly litt...e beast -cycled the loading hatch and with Harbour Control clearance headed for the scrap yard. He contacted their office and was directed to his dumping area. He had to swing around a small freighter of a type unknown to him with a forward section looking as if it had been kicked by some giant. He dumped his load as directed. His curiosity about. "Really, please, now, do it now, do me now, please, I... I'm going to come any second. Oh please!" You still have your skirt on, silly," Laura purred, unzippering it without removing her lips from Lorrie's fascinating nipples."Oh! Oh!" Lorrie gasped, wriggling and helping Laura get the skirt and her panties off."God, what a beautiful body," Laura said again."Oh, do me now, fuck me now, Laura, please, now, quick!" Mmmmmm, I love to hear you beg me, especially after you gave this delicious body. Remote controls became excruciatingly phallic and had me wondering what all those little plastic knobs would feel like, bumping in and out of my hole. I’d pressed my arse against the washing machine during the spin cycle until the vibration nearly made me scream and had experienced a fervent desire to be reincarnated as a stamp when I happened to see Cybele licking one. It was when I’d almost caved and done the unthinkable, nearly lost all trace of lucidity and been gagging to beg Cybele to. I reluctantly did so and allowed herto pull it up so it fit snuggly around my hips, my caged cock making asmall bulge in front, but still fully visible. She picked up my whitedress shirt off the floor, put it on me, but only buttoned it half waybefore tying the tails into a knot so it didn't cover anything. I feltridiculous, but had to follow her lead. We then went downstairs to thekitchen."Make me one of those nice rum cocktails and bring it to me outside.Then why don't you make us a couple of.