That got a real look."I read it in a Hornblower novel." How long does it take for a quick drying fiberglass patch to dry under water?"..."What brand?"... I asked."West Marine." No idea, I use Gougeon Brothers WEST SYSTEM Epoxy. It's a Michigan brand. 25 minutes."He had to look at a can for that. I was right.We walked back to the Yacht Club."Where are we?" he asked and handed me a sextant and a Bowditch's American Practical Navigator."I need a horizon to be really accurate but if you give me a few. .my cock was in line with her mouth.." NO..THATS NOT HAPPENING" she grinned...and lay backwards on to her elbows...that made her saggy tits look amazing over the top of her bra......."HOW DO YOU LIKE MY KNICKERS?......THE ONES IM WEARING...NOT THE ONES YOU ARE" she said......all I could say was "amazing...she kicked her shoes off and put her feet on the bed...."HAVE A CLOSER LOOK" I got on my knees and looked closely....I could see the stray hairs coming out the sides of her knickers but held. "Has my bitch ever eaten pussy before?" No ma'am." Sara shifted nervously in her seat, in part due to the burning in her ass. Worse, she had to hold her internal muscles tight to keep from soiling herself. "Never."The older woman stuck a shiny wet digit in her mouth and sucked it clean of Sara's juices. "You'll be doing quite a lot of it. I intend to see that you become very skilled at it. I even have some friends I plan on sharing you with." Yes. Yes ma'am." Sara wondered if she would be able. " I thought I was being arrested for desertion or something?" I replied."Good God man, no way we want you to explain somethings for us. Come into the next room I have some people who wish to talk to you."Again I was ushered into an adjoining room where four elderly men were seated around a conference table. I was pointed to a seat and as I sat the men looked at me as if I were some kind of freak."How many time periods have you been back to?" The man at the head of the table asked. Not have you.