They were the newest equipment on the boat by decades. He renewed and increased the insurance, as befitted a rental property. As instructed, he had fi...tted a tow line to the bow. Then he cashed his hefty check and waited.He was not there when two men loaded the bodies, in two large coolers and packed in dry ice, onto the leaking boat. He was not there when the two men hooked up the towing line to a powerful yacht and motored out of the private marina without running lights later that night,. Maggie pushed her fist into her pussy and fisted the little slut on her and her husband’s bed.“Fucking hell! I’m coming. My pussy is exploding.”Maggie pulled out her fist and Dawn squirted out a stream of her juices. Maggie lapped her juices up like a puppy dog.“That was amazing! I’ve never squirted before. My husband would have liked that. I feel terrible that I never did that with him.”“I can see why you’re a slut. You’re quite a little whore coming over my fist like that. My pussy is. God.I felt him climb up between my thighs and his strong hands grip my ankles. My feet went high in the air and apart as I felt the big swollen head slide between the folds of my still-tingling pussy. I felt myself stretching as he began to push into me. A moment of pain was replaced by the incredible sensation of being filled up with his huge cock. The fat head dragged along my insides, touching every nerve as it continued to push deeper.My God, he feels sooo fucking big!I moved my hips as he. .. that part.The old machine shop?Yeah ... that part.The basement?Uh huh ... you left us hanging... What? About the basement?WHAT ABOUT THE BASEMENT!!!???!!! You are so dense.I don't know ... there's no door.NO DOOR?Can't find one.There's gotta be a door! C'mon, Man ... go look!I did.GO LOOK AGAIN!!!Readers! Can't live with 'em.Instead, I went to the phone and called Detroit Wreckers."Pete. Please." David." I bought the deckhouse yesterday." I don't want a refund." I called to talk to Pete.".