"Why are we hugging the coastline?" Don Hugo demanded to know of the man who captained the small craft he was on. "We should be heading out to sea." N... noble gentleman, we should not be out to sea yet," the ship's captain said in stilted Spanish, shaking his head as he did. "I have told you once already that this craft is small and that the seas are rough at this time of year. We must hug the coast for a day or two before turning towards the islands that you wish to reach. It will be better. Get to hear each other make disgusting noises. Making funny faces. And showing me your private areas, like the drawer in your bathroom." Giggle. "And no pink toothbrush." No second toothbrush at all," I replied. "I've never had a woman spend the night here, and certainly not one who saw a need to leave her toothbrush." Which is why I was a bit surprised at her retort."That's MY toothbrush in there now. Make you nervous?" Should I be? I mean, I have this incredible girlfriend who comes over,. Really?” she gasped.Ken was already erect again, his mighty pole throbbing in the warm air. He flipped Julie onto her back and she opened her legs wide, eagerly inviting his cock back into her. Ken obliged, entering with fierce power. I watched in amazement as my wife had her hole exploited and stretched. I moved to her side, focusing on her flushed body being ravaged. I could hardly believe my eyes as Ken fucked her like a young stud and it wasn't long before their hip motions slowed and both. "Oh, no I don't have a date. I was just going to stay in and, . . . uh . . . catch up on my reading," she answered him.Ginger pointed out the faulty unit to him and he went to work on it right away.Within 15 minutes he was done."Well, ma'am. It seems that you had some dust blocking the outflow of air. But I just cleaned it for you and you can use it tonight." Thank you, um, what is your name, by the way," she boldly asked him."Jimmy Keen. I'm the supervisor, Miss. Gregson, I believe," he asked.