” She led Vivie to her private study.“Boatswain Genevieve Arthur, are you ready to stop running with the boys?” Inkie began her interview, then ...seeing the clouded look on Vivie’s face, detoured from her intended opening statement. She smiled, “Lighten up, Boats. If your name were Inez Nadenka Key, Genevieve would be a blessing. This needs to be formal. There’s a reason. Now, Boatswain Genevieve Arthur, I’m not trying to minimize the slots you’ve filled, but you have command potential. No! You. I pulled up my shirt and showed him my chest and stomach. Looking, Bill asked can I touch your stomach. I thought it was weird, but said OK. His hand was soft and smooth. He slid across my stomach, then up my chest. I started getting a strange feeling as he moved his hand over my chest and circled my right nipple. Moving down slowly he stopped at my waist. Resting his hand on my leg for a few minutes he asked if he could ask a personal question. Not thinking about it I said OK. Bill asked, do. I keep sliding in and out while she resumed sucking my cock. I tried my best not to come. I don’t wanna come before I fuck this hotness. So now along with the one finger, I slid in an extra finger.Her pussy twitched onto my fingers. She stopped sucking and looked at me. I slowly slide two fingers into that tight pussy. As she got comfortable with two fingers she lay back down sucking on my cock. Wow, this girl is just made for sex. I loved everything about her.I increased the pace of my fingers. Lana moved quickly toward the bedroom when Charlie made a move toward her. Knowing he'd follow her, she called back over her shoulder as she went through the bedroom door, "Well, you sure can't do any fuckin' with all those clothes on!"That was all the prodding the fat man needed. He started ripping at his clothes as he followed behind her. He left a trail of discarded garments until he was naked. His pathetic prick was hard with passion at the thought of fucking the ripe young body in front of.