"Okay," I said simply. "Okay," he repeated, a smile creeping across his face. "So, you know, just every once in a while, you want to... do what we did...?"I nodded.John let out a large breath and his small smile grew to beaming. "So, Is there, like, a respectful period I've gotta wait, or....?" His tone was light and playful."Whip it out," I said awkwardly, regretting the words as soon as I spoke them. Despite the understanding we had come to, the exchange still felt too weird.He stripped off his. Since I was living on the Farr while JW and Cyn were partying on the CAT and the Bank had the address correct ... I probably should go.The Apex Aluminum RIB dinghy has been living off the stern ever since I got the Farr. It tows neatly and the 10 horse Yamaha has never given me a lick of trouble. The air tubes are in excellent condition. A high-quality PU-made tube lasts over 20 years.I pulled the Apex to the stern, checked the Yamaha four stroke ‘s oil, loaded a couple of empty diesel jerry. She slowly stood up, then seductively scooped her breast out of the top with her right hand, holding it out. She rubbed her fingers up to the nipple and pinched it, before reaching down and adjusting the bikini top to stop the peep show. While I’d been good about staying calm through her other little shenanigans, my cock stirred unwittingly at this blatant display. I tried to stay focused on my work to calm myself.Amanda and the girls all came out for short periods, not providing too much. He lifted his hips. I pulled the boxers to his ankles. His cock sprangfree. The end of it was wet, as was his abdomen. "You did come," I said."No. (unitelligable)," he said.I took his cock, which was at least an inch longer than mine, but notquite as thick, and felt it. It was rock hard. I ran my fingers over thewet head.Roger moaned.I let go of his cock. It snapped back to lay flat on his abdomen. Hisbutt was at the edge of the chair."I'm going to sit down on you," I said."S'ok," he said.I.