“I guess that’s me, Nicholas Minter. I do give the kids ukulele lessons and we have jam sessions here on Saturday, so I must be the guy.”“I ju...st wanted to drop in and tell you how much I’m impressed with what you are doing. My son is so taken with the instrument and he wouldn’t miss a Saturday morning if his life depended on it,” she enthused. “I had to stop him from taking it to bed with him.”“That’s very nice to hear. Who is your son? I know most of the kids now.”His name is Randy Carter, and. Jake groaned loudly, and suddenly a new heat filed Katie’s mouth. Jake pumped into her deeper once as he started to cum, then Petra pulled her back, stroking her father furiously. Jake’s cock spurted and Katie closed her eyes on reflex as sticky, musky-smelling semen splashed across her face and breasts. Finally, with a satisfied groan from Jake, it was over. Katie felt something warm and wet slide across her face, carefully cleaning the cum off of her. Then there were lips pressed to hers. The rain was still pummelling down upon the deck – and thus, upon Andrew, Rick and Keith. Neither one of the two men who’d bound him could have cared less that Keith would be cold, tired and uncomfortable. They turned on their heels and left him tied up to the side railing of the catamaran, with a broken arm and knocked totally unconscious, without so much as a moment’s thought for his well-being. He wasn’t worth the concern… Only once they were down the staircase and within the hull of the. Then three more times as she moans and orgasms while chanting, “Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”An hour later after we all showered it was obvious there would be another round of sex. Three men and just one woman sitting on a wooden bench in our oversize shower room. Sarah and I are on one bench facing the two men, Twenty-five has a new full on erection and Fifty can’t keep his eyes of it. Fifty is also eyeing my no longer flaccid cock. And Sarah keeps comparing the size of.