He’s harmless. I wanted to rescue her, deliver her from this prison, free her to share her incredible talents with worthy folk. What’s the holdup, Sailor? She was nearly in tears. “My goodness” I exclaimed. You haven’t taken care of my cock yet today.” He brashly turned her around and lifted her sundress up. After she’d rub her boob, she’d rub her cunt, just once, then smell her hand. She was very talented and knew all the right moves, all the right spots to stimulate, the perfect positions for maximum enjoyment. Her ass was perfectly formed, very sexy. “We’ve been missing you. I made certain to pay special attention to her clit, making her squeal with delight a half dozen times, at least. Who knows what they’d do to reclaim their personal whore. Maybe you should take me back to my boat now.” She frowned, dejected. When she returned, she lay back down. It was Christie, in a kayak, at the stern of my boat. He pulled out his hard cock and, putting his hand on the back of her head, rammed it into her mouth. We could have used you here.”
Just as we sat down to enjoy a sandwich, Clive jumped up and grabbed Christie’s arm, pulling her up. Christie and I sat in silence eating our sandwiches.
