So. Here I was, mid November, leaving Funchal harbour. (I'd been keeping the magazine updated with chatty and/or informative diary notes. The Biscay s...orm roused a fair interest.) A couple of days out, and I crossed thirty degrees north latitude, but it was another six days before I was sure of the trade winds, lowered the mainsail and set two large head-sails, poled out. I probably need to explain that sailing a fore-and-aft rigged boat, which means most modern yachts, with a following wind,. Sarah had been one of Lucy’s first customers when she had opened the salon fifteen years ago and had been genuinely worried about her when she had heard from another customer about the divorce. ‘Hi darling, yeah it was a bit rough at first, I kind of realised all the people I thought were friends were just the partners of Stu’s friends. And it doesn’t do much for your self image when you get traded in for a newer model.’ Lucy sat Sarah down in the cosy staff rest room and bustled about making. I’m not sure yet where I’ll take it, but here we go.Breanna Rogers was a teacher, and she just landed her dream job at an exclusive all-girl’s school out in the country. She had been trying to get a job there for several years, but people who get hired there didn’t ever seem to leave. One thing about working there, though, is that all staff must live at the school with the students; however, she wanted this position badly, so she was willing to sell her house and most of her belongings. She had. But she insisted she wanted my cock in her again so I wanted her to enjoy it. Besides if I didn’t cum, I would have a hard on when we got to the house. Mom might notice that then and get suspicious. She started to moan a little. “I’m cumin again.” I told her as I erupted shooting several loads deep in her. She moaned.“I can feel it.” She replied as I kept pumping until I could feel no more coming out. It got soft and popped out.Just below the water hole she squatted and washed herself. I.