Seven was right ... we need a vacation. Sailing is a lot of work. I’ve heard it said, ‘Brain work is exhausting.’Engine fans clearing the engine... spaces we kept way on while the glow plugs warmed the compression chambers. Starting the engines we checked both sides for exhaust and cooling water flow.“Water on the left!”“Water on the right!”“Proceeding,” Cyn hollered. “JW, Billy! Strike sail. Cassie! Hoist the Q flag. Mel, collect the passports and ship’s papers.”As an after thought she hollered,. Her wet cunt enveloped his tool as she very slowly settled atop his groin. Just as she heard his matching groan of pleasure, a puff of wind touched her hot flesh, and Arkan was there. He was standing beside her at the edge of the mattress, as magnificent as she remembered, and his huge prick was sloping out of his body, near her face. "Arkan, beloved."He was smiling his evil grin. "Your first gift to me, Sylvia. Very good. First, excite me." She sucked in his huge member, her hips still fucking. He sat back and relaxed as I obeyed him.My ‘cunt’ was still a little relaxed and I was leaking a little, even after the trip to the toilet. I eased up, he spread my cheeks then I grabbed his cock and positioned the head right where it needed to go. As I began to sit down on him (just as the head was penetrating me) I was given a very hard slap to one cheek…then he grabbed my waist and forced me down hard while pulling me forward!I got most of him in one hard thrust! I screamed like hell, the. This was life now, in one way it would be exciting, as each separation meant another reunion at the end of it, there would be no stagnation or boredom, all I wanted now was to find the job I was interested in and soon we would be on our way to having the best of starts in life.The rig he went to was a small semi, working to the west of the Shetlands, so there was not much in the way of comforts or communications, an occasional phone call, with limited time, but we could survive with the long.