“Do you want to go?” I asked, my own breathing heavy. Her hand still on my cock came alive and she strokedme in answer before shuffling ar...und, onto her kneesand shrugging off her jacket. Turning away from thewindow, she bent at the waist and swiftly engulfed mycock into her mouth. She took half of shaftimmediately.I threw my head back and groaned as I felt her tonguebather the underside of me. Her hand snaked under meand grasped my balls, squeezing me and she tried totake more of. I just offered a big smile knowing the sooner I get covered up downthere the better. So it was on with my camisole, followed by the lovelysatin bloomers to put my little petti out of sight and harms way, fornow.Aunty took great delight in brushing out my hair before applying mymakeup. I must say I really love sitting watching while having my makeupapplied. I don't know but I seem to feel so much more girly like havingmy face beautified for me. It wasn't long till one pretty face looked atme. That was one thing she could do without triggering pain. He phone went. Gingerly she pushed the speaker button. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hi little darling.’ ‘Karen!’ The sound of laughter filled the room. ‘Yes, it is I, alive and well.’ ‘Where are you?’ ‘Pulled back, recovering from a grenade fragment in my back.’ ‘That scarcely sounds well.’ Karen laughed lightly and said it was a fucking lot better than being enclosed in a body bag. Faith wailed, ‘Oh Karen.’ ‘I’m fine, truly. Just after taking mom’s call I. She’s shattered all my beliefs on how a loving relationship should work. This group on this yacht don’t seem to know what jealousy is. I always thought you needed to be ‘true’ to your girlfriend.Sarah told me that she believes in that too. Just that, being ‘true’ simply means being honest and open, not necessarily exclusive. She knows that I have feelings for Maggie, my friend back at Langley. I was feeling conflicted that I was going to have to break her heart when I saw her again. Sarah,.