As I’m shoving in he says he’s tight and he was right. Then he asked me if I liked to talk dirty. I can get into it a bit, so I tried to get into ...t and asked him things like “you like to get bred boy”? And he said “no, but can you pull out and cum on my face?” I just flatly said I like to cum in a guy’s ass. Then he asked me if I had my hood handy and I told him it was too much trouble to get and asked him if he liked anonymous fucks where he can’t see the guy’s face. Again, he wasn’t playing. By that time, it was dusk and it was all hands to tidy the boat and hoist a riding light before retiring to the saloon. Pippa excused herself, used the head, and couldn't resist glancing in to her cabin, smiling to see Nathan's bag there.At the galley, Nadiya and CC were heating soup and boiling a kettle, Nathan watching, clearly feeling a little out of place."Nathan," Pippa beckoned him forward. "Ever used a sea toilet?" He shook his head. "Well, there are instructions on the wall, but you may. He certainly knew me...possiblybetter than I knew myself I sometimes thought. And so, with a mixture oftrepidation and, I guess, longing, the fateful date was set.The final hours before He arrived seemed to last forever. I paced and Itrembled and I paced again, breathless and flushing alternately. He'd toldme many times of the look he liked on a woman and, happily, it was exactlythe type I loved too....a 50's retro style, stilettos, seamed stockingsand corsets. I was fully made-up hours before. I slowly and deliberately unclasp my arms and bring them up to my sideslike I'm nothing more than a mechanical doll, elbows tucked in againstmy slender, tightly corseted waistline, wrists limp at shoulder height,fingers spread outwards to show off my pretty polish. ("SissyPresentation Pose", for Two seconds.)Then my right hand comes to my mouth so I can "hide" a practiced,nervously high pitched giggle into my straightened fingertips as my gazeshyly darts between his shoes and the zipper of his.