Wrong Place was only a couple of weeks out of a maintenance period at Widemouth. One of the tasks we did while loading stores was have men down in the...water with smooth rocks, rubbing as much of the hull as they could reach to scrub off anything trying to grow on the wood.When we got close we could see the rails lined with men, all armed, so there wasn’t much question who they were. I’d been passing the telescope around so that everyone on the quarterdeck could see and we were all agreed. No. I could feel Peters eyes following me around as him and Nico talked. “Are you ready to get some beer for tonight?” “Sure and Michael told us 2 whiskeys too” “No problem. So that Brian guy seems pretty cool. You went to school with him right?” Nico looked at me “Yea i did. He is good friend but is full of surprises” I smiled at Nico. “What do you mean, full of surprises?” “Oh never mind just a joke between me and Brian. So let's get out of here. You done with your coffee Peter?” He drank some. There was a nice motel about five miles down the road in the next town. All very private and convenient. As I said, I was hoping to get lucky. I truly believed I would.When she walked in I admit I was delightfully surprised. My God she looked good. Her dress was tight and low cut, her boobs were as big as Peg's and a lot of the tops were on display, she wore a knee length skirt but it was split almost to her panties if she wore any, and her great legs showed very high through the skirt with. And I noticed that everyone is addicted to the smell of my ass. And the stronger, the crazier and crazier with desires they get. This gained fame in Brazil and around the world. This friend is studious and also addicted to the smell of my ass. That's why he got interested. Let's talk about that day. Of these photos and films. Who filmed and photographed it was my husband, as meek. I booked with these taxi drivers on the beach. I took the sun all morning and see my skin as it was tanned, sweaty.
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