It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty, and I drank it down before stumbling to the shower.The shower helped some. I didn't feel like coffee, but ... did grab a pastry in the galley. I noticed Gary at the bow again, and I found the Zeiss binoculars in the dining room and went up to the front rail."Hey there, Saralinda, how are you feeling this morning?" I've felt better..." Yeah, well, you were hitting the juice pretty hard last night. Time to pay the piper, I guess." At least he smiled at me. "There was wide view of the band with Lisa and me sitting with them. I remember we had just picked around a few seconds before I led in with a strong bass line and everyone had followed. From that point on it was hair up on the back of the neck time. The old man was saying "Yeah" "That's right" "Oh Lordy, Lordy that is so right."About halfway through, when I switched to a guitar, the man said, "You gonna play with Lisa's box? She let you play her Daddy's box? You some man."I had to admit, I. "I don't want you getting mad at me," Bob said as he thought of a good way to phrase his next sentence. "OK, don't get mad, here goes, Brooke is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. I know she's your daughter, but do you ever think of fucking her? The way you two look at each other kinda makes me wonder." Bob added with great hesitation hoping his friend wouldn't kill him.John turned to his friend and with a shocked voiced he asked, "How do we look at each other?" Sure John always. ”We leave Marie alone for a while as she pleads and whimpers. She keeps saying she wants to come, now is time for the question "Can we take your anal cherry?" We have a "No!" from her.As we start once again, we put ice on to her nipples and clitoris cooling her down. Paul fires up the vibrator again and Marie groans as on goes the relentless pulse sequence, from slow and gentle through to full power and back again.The only difference this time is that Paul has a nice firm erection. After Marie.