He loved that boat, too, but when Allison passed away, he lost all interest. You might not have the fastest ship in the Gulf, but I think she'll stand... up to anything that Mother Nature will ever throw at you. Where are you heading with her? Over." For now, we're heading for the Yucatan, then Grand Cayman, and probably down to Aruba. My crew wants to spend Christmas down there, for some reason. But after that? Who knows. Grenada, maybe, then down the South American coast, around the Horn, and. Liz slowly slid Gene's cockhead over Kitty's extended clit, covering it with his precum and worked her clit with his cock like it was a flesh dildo.Kitty moaned again. Liz's pressure on her clit was just right and with each pass of Gene's cockhead she came closer to another orgasm. She was near the edge and spread her legs wider to encourage Gene to penetrate her. She wanted to feel his big, thick cock stretch her lips. Kitty moaned, "Oh God that feels good, keep fucking my clit with that juicy. Sadly I was kinda frozen, I did not know what to do or say, all I knew was that my cock felt like it was going to explode as I stared between Sarah's legs at her beautiful cunt. Sarah sensed she was getting nowhere so she took over. " I see I am going to have to do all the work am I David. That's fine with me. This is how it going to happen. I am going to lie on that bed, spread my legs wide open and stick 3 fingers up my hole. I will finger myself while you watch and you will wank your big. I had the first batch of mash cooked off by 6PM. I had been adding to the mash a bit at a time as I continued to cook it off. Wilma never did call but I didn't mind. Something about the night before didn't set well with me. I had no idea what it was, but something seemed off somehow. On the upside of a lousy memory was that I would totally forget the feeling soon.I cooked most of the night but in the end I had over a gallon of a rum made with molasses and corn. It was smoother than pure corn.