It was time to go.Out at sea the wind was gentle, but steady, and we made reasonableprogress. We had opened some of the beers and Karen was at the he...mwith the captain. She was relaxed and happy. It was a hot day andshe peeled-off her t-shirt. The captain and his friend both gave heradmiring glances and captain said it was great to have such aknowledgeable and beautiful member of the crew onboard. Karenlaughed. She asked if they minded if she removed the shorts, too. Notunsurprisingly,. "How sad," Harmon commiserated. Harmon was an accomplished womanizer -- largely because he'd never met a woman deep enough and sexy enough to hold him. They all seemed to have the same drives -- more money and protection-oriented than sexual. He could read Noreen's face readily -- and what he saw there was VERY interesting ... He sensed fear -- but there was blood in the water, too. Noreen seldom got close to ANY man and NEVER approached anyone with Harmon's charisma, and although Harmon loomed. I was crying, feeling my virgin ass being taken by the likes of a chair leg. It tore, and I swear I could feel it in my intestines, going past my rectum where no man (or monstrous demonic beast) had gone before. I then felt all of the good aspects of it. The slight wonder of having the unknown explored, the immense pleasure that could be found hiding beneath the pain, and the wonderful feeling it brought upon me. I then came once more, squirting on the ground this time, to have it freeze in a. .. Before Lauren could protest she felt the unthinkable her panties. “Not my panties down mom!”Lauren could not believe her mother at eighteen was pulling down her panties but she was and her shiny red bottom, which now matched her freckles, was bare for more spanking with the improvised breadboard paddle.A series of above the shoulder swats with the improvised paddle complete with a flick of the wrist to Lauren’s rapidly reddening butt.SPANK! SPLAT! WHACK! SMACK! CRACK! her bottom skin swelled.