.. that face all happy and alive, her incredible hair and those pale blue eyes beaming at him. Then Mia had arrived and spoiled everything. Dressed li...e that. He couldn’t get the image of those thighs out of his mind.If she’d been a Muslim girl that would never have been allowed to happen: she’d have been decently covered and with a hijab over that hair too, like his sister. Mia wasn’t the only one either. It was as though these white girls knew he was only allowed to marry a Moslem and. It was about time after a few hours to get back on the boat so we made our way there . Chris went up first followed by Mayla and Jerome. Raquel was so drunk I was holding her up. Tyrone went up to help me get Raquel on the boat. Then Ana and the rest of us joined . Ana went down stairs while I helped Tyrone with the boat. He called me the Second Mate! I was kind of honored since I got to do a lot of work with him and learn about the boat. Me, Tyrone, Thata and terry were hanging out when I went. He towered over the girl, but was clearly as nervous as she."Hi," he said.It was an awkward, stupid thing to say and he knew it as soon as it was out of his mouth."Hi," the girl said, just as awkwardly.They stood, blinking at each other, neither knowing what to say."You drove a long way," the girl said at last."Yeah, I didn't know it would be this far." Used up a lot of gas." Yeah..."Neither spoke for a long time."Why don't you sit down?" the girl offered at last. "I could fix you some coffee.". So I untied the knot on my tank top, pulled it over my head. I stood just in my shorts and sports bra. This shifted his focus to my boobs and sweaty cleavage. I deliberately jumped a little and made my tits bounce. This causes his gaze to shift further upwards.Finally, I called again, and he looked into my eyes and came to his senses. He didn’t realize that he had cum in his pants and his pants had a big wet spot under the tent. I threw my tank top on his face and told him to keep it for.