"Oh my god, don't you know what masturbating is, we'll surely you must do, I mean just look at your cock, you must have surely wondered why it does th...t?"I continued to look bemused at her, wondering what she was on about. "Wow, well you had best take a seat" she said, gesturing to the swivel chair next to her desk. Unsure of what to do I sat down in the chair and she pulled the chair close to her bed, so that I was just in front of her."So ... where to begin, masturbating is like sex, except. After all this time talking sex without actually touching him, I was desperate to feel that penetration, to have his tip at the entrance to my dripping hole and then to feel the real fullness as his hard cock pressed inside, filling me up as I had dreamed of. I had held out this long, and I was determined to wait for him, to take him with me. He let go of me, leaving me with my hands still balancing me against the cool, smooth window. I heard his zip opening and opened my eyes quickly, not. Master!” Adela assured me.I now pushed Adela onto a bench in the courtyard, where the weddings ended up being held, easing into her cunt from behind to consummate the marriage in public. I used her relentlessly, grabbing her fine pale ass as I drove balls deep inside her sweet British twat. I even pulled her hair for a bit. My best response from her came when I slapped her bottom, making her push back with me with a level of ardor that belied the reputation of Englishwomen. Far from minding. " She handed me a piece of paper with his number on it.I called Steve, and after the hellos and small talk, I asked if everything was all right."Nick, I have a friend in New York that owns a tall ship. Mostly he uses it for tours. Every year though, on the Fourth of July, he hosts a party, for friends and family. He always invites me, but I don't normally make the trip. When I mentioned it to Rhonda, she said that we could probably stay with you, and make a long weekend out of it, if you have.