If any. Afterall, she was the one who was married.By the time we had reached the burger joint, Julie had turned slightly to her right, leaned her head... on my shoulder, and pulled my hand to her right breast. I gently squeezed and rubbed her braless breast through her dress. Julie’s breast was about the size of a ripe orange, and it made a nice hand full. Her nipples were soon very hard. They were sticking out like little pencil erasers. They seemed to be trying to punch holes in the fabric. When asked, the tug senior captain explained that the freighter was a cantankerous bitch and had broken two lines during the shift from the navy docks to here.They had entered the freighter via the starboard boatbay and found ropes in situ on which to make their way around; TJ and Morg used the ropes rather than their suits jets so the party stayed togetherTJ, Morg, Cedric and Charles Lightoller were on the freighter's excuse for a bridge, TJ and Morg in their armoured suits. Orville was in his. “Bend over.” Swish, swish, swish, swish, I delivered the next four strokes hard across his tight cheeks. Each time I made him stand and rub his bum he got the same reaction from the girls as his thick, hard cock swung around. Jen and Kate followed on and now it was the turn of the two girls who had bid to spank Jim's bum. Sophie, very slim but with a curvy figure told Jim to bend over again. She ran her hand over his bum before stepping back to deliver her four strokes. Then her eyes never. His long, spearing tongue lathered up and down her damp asscrack and sent zingers of tickling sweetness through her. She shuddered, bent over, putting her hands on her knees, just below her panties, then moved each foot so the jeans were stretched. She got her legs as far apart as she could and wiggled her blue-ribbon butt at Mr. Towson. He spiked his tongue into her asshole."Oh, fuck!" Chrissie yelped. "Ooooh, shit! He's on my shithole!"His tongue was rimming her with professional perfection,.