"You a fuckin' cock whore?" he asked me. I looked up at him, tears starting to run down my cheeks, "Yes, I'm a fuckin' cock whore" I answered back. "I...love sucking on fuckin' cocks" I added, "Getting fucked by hard cocks". I knew dad would be pleased with my answers and back into my mouth the man shoved his cock. Still holding my hair he pumped my head harder and harder on his cock till, "I'm coming" and into my mouth he shot a load of hot, sticky cum. I had barely enough time to suck his. I kneeled down beside her and tried to help her up. She turned her head toward me and screamed to leave her alone. I stood back up and just stared. Finally she looked at me again and apologized. “Hon I am sorry, can you help an old lady up?” As I was helping her up I told her that she was not an old lady. I told her that I thought that she looked great and I thought she was very pretty. I think my comment caught her off guard because as I lifted her to her feet she turned head toward me. ”She continued to look unhappy. I moved the skiff over to the buoy and dropped a heavier line with a net. I went back in the water, carefully dug up the chest and moved it into the net. I swam back up, dropped the rebreather and winched the chest up onto the boat. I DID keep the RIB between the shore and my activities. The chest was surprisingly light, so it probably didn’t contain any gold doubloons.I placed it on the deck of the skiff and started the engine. I wanted to get back to the tug as. Something to wash that bad taste out of your mouth, so to speak," she said, already starting to undress.Gruthsorik looked up at her, his eyes pleading. "Yes. Yes, that would help. Thank you." Mmm, don't mention it," Claire mumbled as her clothes fell to the floor, silently trying to convince herself that this didn't make her a vulture waiting for Lauren to die so that she could fuck Gruthsorik again.- - -Claire walked into the lab, naked, with only hints of Gruthsorik's cum still sticky on her.