Frank started moaning about needing to jack off. I laughed but started getting hard thinking about sucking Frank off. Frank told me he had once had ... sailor buddy suck him off while he was aboard ship. I turned towards Frank letting my mind wonder about sucking his cock. I was hard and Frank noticed my tent. He shut the power off and we coasted. Roy pulled up to ask what the problem was Frank told him some bs about checking his depth finder and that we would be at the dock shortly. Roy. Jess was there in the blink of an eye to check his vitals. She gave me a dirty look. "You might have killed him, you know." It wasn't really an accusation. Not quite, but there was something there...something I could not place. "If I had wanted to kill him, I would have taken his knife away and stuck him with it." "It's only hard rubber, see..." Her face went pale as she lifted the big Kaber knife. The very big, and very sharp, steel Kaber combat knife. "Oh my God. He was trying to kill. I licked her until she started to shake at which time she began riding my face like a mechanical bull. She rubbed her pussy all over it and finally started to slide down my body to my eager cock. When I could feel the tip of my cock right up against her pussy lips, she abruptly rolled off of me and lay next to me with her mouth up against my ear. She slid her hand down to my cock and began jacking me off as she whispered, "He made me promise him that I wouldn't fuck you when I got home. He. "He is Alfred, Viscount Standing. My lover. See it is all quite civilized."Thus was my life, living at Chetford House with a husband who wasn't a husband, and another husband who wasn't a husband who nonetheless gave me more of love and tenderness than most husbands would offer their wives. I birthed four children, all of them by Rupert. Danbury the eldest was a model that shamed Dashwood. He worked hard at his studies, he was keen to understand how the estate worked and what crops should be.