"She did that lovely elbow-pump thing again and smiled broadly.After a long wait, I got through to the boat company's office and in my basic Greek, I ...xplained the situation. The woman at the other end knew where the boat was berthed and kindly offered to send someone in a speedboat to pick up her things. They'd be there in two hours."What did they say? Can I get my bag back?"I looked into her eyes and concealed my intentions as best I could."She said the skipper has found your bag but he's. Brin's mouth was hot against her dad's ear as she moaned, "Fuck, fuck, oh fuck, god dad fuck me hard...so good...so good...so fucking hard."Her words drove him even more mad with desire that had to be sated. Tom felt his cum rise, and his first thought was to pull out before he spurted inside his daughter."Brin, I'm going to..." Cum! Cum, I know, Dad," Brin spit out. "Fucking cum inside me, it's ok, it's okay...oh, god, I'm cumming, daddy, I cumming too...ohhhhhhhhh."Her words drove Tom over. It was Marnie of course. Who did you think it would be? I may be a pervert but I'm also a boring geek. So in tune with my ship that I felt the addition of another person as well as her soft step as she climbed aboard.Having nothing planned but work and maybe a nap, she wasn't intruding at all. I had worked most of the night - on a roll, as they say. It had been a week since I last saw her and as usual her expression-filled face radiated when she saw me. I knew I was grinning.She wrapped her. C'mon."I handed him the bag, which was no lightweight, and he held it pressed to his side with one hand grasping the bottom. Wobbling slightly on the bike, he settled onto his seat, grabbed the handlebar with his free hand, shoved off with one long push of his feet, and started pedaling rough-and-ready down the street in the hot sun, gritting his teeth and looking in all directions for the traffic.I watched with admiration as he drifted slowly up Exchange Street, steering one handed and hefting.