They are loyal and know better than to cross me. They have been with me for years, why doubt them now. No matter how much his mind tried to defend the...m, the suspicion grew stronger every passing second. Like a geyser building pressure, the doubt inevitably exploded.Thinking back to the morning, he remembers the boys seemed jumpy. As soon as he walked out of the door behind them, their hand went into their pockets faster than a bullet. The suspicion tormenting him, he could stand it any longer.. He was grunting and shoving his hips up into my face. I could tell he was very awkward, not know what to do. Once I was sure he was completely drained, I took him out of my mouth.I told him how good his cum tasted and how beautiful his cock was, as I sat between his legs. I told him that he should relax and do whatever feels comfortable. He still looked very nervous, but now he also looked happy. I licked his balls and kissed them. I kissed up and down the length of his cocked. It started to. I walked about twenty feet from the boat and stopped with my arms crossed waiting for the stranger to approach. As he did, I took the opportunity to look him over. He was not a promising specimen. I looked over my shoulder and said, "Someone needs to watch the water. Why should we trust them now?"I heard a murmur of agreement and focused upon our flagger. He was about thirty feet away. He was dressed in a skin breech clout and nothing else. The short, thin stick with his ragged flag was roughly. "I'M THIRSTY," she informed him, yelling over the music."ME TOO." Greg took her by the hand and pulled her through the sweaty, grinding crowd towards the bar. "Two Scotch and sodas," he ordered. The bartender quickly mixed and served the drinks as Ada passionately licked her date's neck. Greg paid the man and they carried the drinks to a small table at the end of the club. As they slid into the booth, they sat with eyes locked onto each other and touched their glasses. Greg wrapped his wrist.