You love the feel of my very tight wet warm pussy. I’m watching you in the reflection of the mirror, I can see you gritting you teeth as you fuck me... hard and harder, I moaning like crazy, you are heavy breathing. Our bodies are making the slapping noise as you are fucking me hard doggy, my wet pussy is so wet and my juices are dribbling down your shaft, dribbling of your balls and into your jeans rd you ankles. You are fucking me so hard now, you grab my hair, pull my head back so my back. Paul was equally mystified, but he was laughing too as we collected our drinks and found a seat.“What the hell kind of language was that?” he laughed and took a long pull of his pint.“Cockney rhyming slang," I told him, “Once he pegged you as Americans, he put it on for your benefit.”“Say, this beer’s not bad,” Brad said, “Another one?”“Sure," said Paul, but Jane and I refused, we’d only had a couple of sips of ours.Paul went with Brad to the bar and we heard loud laughter coming from them. WhatI want to ask you is this. Is there one specific field that you want toconcentrate on with your advanced studies?"Twisting his lips into a compact grimace, Phillip thought for a fewseconds before responding. "Well, I have always been interested inpsychology and stuff like that, but from what I understand, apsychology or sociology degree is kind of a waste unless I plan totake them further than just a plain bachelors degree and honestly, Iam not sure if that is the route I want to go.. Meanwhile, a bare chested bald man angrily barks orders at the sailors, "Secure that line Mr Anders!" He yells at one sailor, then steps to the side as another sailor rushes past him, "Buckles!" He calls to another man, the bearded man looks at him, "Sir?" "Go below deck, all hands on deck." The man looks at the rapidly advancing clouds. Another bolt of lightning setting off a chain of light among the clouds, the clap of thunder is much closer this time.Below deck:Mr Randal glances at the rows.