He told her it was for luck."How sweet, now you stop bothering the captain."Martha said."Yes, ma'am," Thomas replied, he sat down and started shining ...p his Indian arrowhead.Duke called Frank, over to the captains cabin."Frank, do you hear that up ahead?" Yes! he said.Duke looked on, with a frightened look in his eyes."Those are rapids near the West Bank," he said. The water must have dropped some since the last time we made this trip."Frank raised his right arm and laid his hand upon Dukes. I assured her that her room was stocked with her favorite beverages and snacks and she only had one interview to do with ESPN before the game."You always have everything in order Tom, I appreciate it, I think when we get to the room I will lie down for awhile, it could be a long night" she grinned.As I opened the door for her I thought to myself, if I have my way it's going to be a very long very good night.When we got to the room she said she was going to shower and I didn't have to be back to. In her mind, it was her second most sacred duty to fill my belly, superseded only by a woman's proper service to a man in the bedroom. I suppose that not all Old World traditions die out, even in a modern American female. As liberated as she was in some ways, Des wouldn't let me usurp her rightful place as the household cook.Naturally, her tastes ran strongly in the direction of pasta, olive oil, vegetables, cheese, and Italian sausage. Since such food was comforting and filled one's belly, I. I said I don't care let me have your nasty pussy. She stepped out of her skirt and pulled her pantyhose down. She pointed at her crotch and said have at it. I turned her so she was facing away from me and pushed on her shoulder causing her to bend over. As I got close to her ass I was hit with a strong smell of a mixture of sweaty ass , pussy, and seaman . I spread her ass cheeks apart and lapped up her butthole. Her knees buckeled and she moaned loudly. She said suck my clit, suck it hard. I.