Two crazy, single guys, always looking for a couple of sexy women.Even before she had told me that she fantasized about him, I knew that Hunter turned...Kari on. It was easy to tell by the 'just lingering' touches on his arm or the way she would giggle and flip her hair when he was around.And her pussy got immediately and especially wet, those times it was Hunter that she told me she was imagining that was fucking her.I didn't mind. It actually turned me on. I told her that I liked it that he. "There now," he said. "You're forgiven for making me wait tonight. And...." He pulled on the butt plug just a little. She made a mouthwatering, little sound. "I've also forgiven you for making me wait for three days and talking back to me. I'm happy to take this out but..." he pulled again and her back arched. "I would love to fuck you with it in." Oh, Jesus," she moaned."Yes?" he asked, reaching around to stroke the coppery hair between her legs as he tugged at the butt plug. Her hair was. I took up the heaviest instrument I could find.These sailboats built in Oulu were typical of the period; long bow and stern overhangs with slab sided rectangles for deck cabins with curved cabin tops.This one had a long sunken cockpit with two steps down and a real door opening into a roomy salon. There were access hatches on either side of the forward galley and a single hatch to one side at the aft end of the salon with ladders fore and aft to cabins and the engine room under the salon deck.. .. Well that's not entirely true. I don't write much about bondage. Never cared for the thing. Nope. Not that kind of a girl. No, I go more for the mental angle. Humiliation games, mental mind tricks. The thinking woman's porn. The kind that makes you wet without even touching yourself. Guess what? Its what my fans all tell me!So like I'm trying to say, I'm pretty good at writing humiliation stories. The boss fringing herself off for the office staff, mothers submitting to their bratty.