.. 'They didn't go anywhere in particular, just sailed as Cherry learned more about managing a sailing yacht, then headed back once the tide had turne.... By seven o'clock they were rowing ashore from a mooring at Pin Mill to eat at the Butt and Oyster; Cherry was wide eyed."This is really something! I've dreamed of doing this, you know, since I first read 'We Didn't Mean To Go To Sea'." You know," Ted said between strokes of the oars, "your father didn't say this trip was really for your. “And lick the underside with your tongue. And keep looking at me; I want to see the humiliation in your eyes, cunt.”And for the next ten minutes, there was no sound except the great squelching sounds of a big cock thrusting over and over into a slut’s mouth, punctuated occasionally by the sound of a tit being slapped. Making a bitch suck cock truly is a great way to shut her up. I loved watching the humiliation in her eyes as I made her deep throat my cock. She clearly hated it, but she. I got her neck kissing. Threw her under me locked her hands with mine on the pillow. She smiled and spread her legs and I was between her. But I am in my jeans. I whispered in her ear to remove my jeans.She released her hands from mine. I lifted my waist a bit while kissing her. She grabbed my dick hard before opening the buckle and button of jeans. She was opening my jeans slowly leaving my boxers. At this moment, I grabbed her naked thigh hard for which she moaned and pinched my ass cheek. Did he just slap me? I am so shocked by it that I don’t try to stop him as he shoves me back. I don’t even notice the tears until my vision blurs with them. I gasp as I find myself on my bed, sitting down with one hand rubbing at my face where he hit me.“Brian ...” – SLAPS-“Shut up!” he shouts. “Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!” he comes closer and slaps my face again.“You little slut! What? Am I not good enough for you? Is that it? Am I not good enough for a slut like you?” he shouts, spittle flying.