I put my head back and closed my eyes. I imagined sucking it, feeling it grow in my mouth till it was hard as rock. I imagined my tongue sliding over ...the head, around the ridge and hearing him moan with pleasure. I could almost feel him pushing his length thru my lips, till I almost chocked. Then pulling it out again and sliding it down my throat again till his balls were laying against my lips. Then I imagined him taking it out of my mouth and rubbing it on my face, then hitting me with it. It. Not the tactics I would have chosen, but I wasn’t on those boats. We discussed what our strategy should be, given the wind strength and the rough sea state, we wanted to give other boats plenty of room, as Jack said, trying to force our way to get the perfect start right at the gun would be all for naught if we fouled another boat and had to take the penalty turns.In the end, we went for a very conservative start, crossing the starting line maybe ninety seconds after the gun, but clear of the. She reached back, undid her top and let her tits out. I was ready to explode, she then said "put some lotion in my hands please" and I did. She then started rubbing it on my legs, reaching back and rubbing my thighs. We both wanted to fuck at this point. Her tits were jiggling, her thighs so soft, her hands rubbing my legs, I reached around and began rubbing lotion on her tits and massaging her nipples. They were completely erect and hard, I pinched them a little. Since we had a brick wall. In the meantime back in their suite Joe had slept until 11 o'clock. He woke rested and a bit dazed by the late hour. He quickly showered in hopes of getting downstairs by 11:30 before they closed breakfast in the café room and opened the lunch atrium. He really just wanted a coffee and a pastry, or a Belgian waffle; something light to hold him for a two o'clock lunch appointment he hastily arranged Monday afternoon with a Trade Union rep to OK the health insurance proviso of the ownership.