" Yes, Ali just had a spat with her boyfriend and needs a bolt-hole. You don't mind do you?" No, of course not; a pretty face is always welcome. Sit d...own love." I put the two glasses down and pulled up a spare chair to join them. She added, "I'm Penny by the way and that's Rita who brought you over."Yes, now I remember how I had come to meet them, they seemed so nice. Rita and Penny. But I was 18 and they must have been well in their thirties. I racked my fuzzy brain to think how it had got to. Already she could smell the moonshine on his breath."Now it's my turn to fuck her jes' like we agreed, Sam. You won lint, but I ain't got no competition this time." He drawled out his words in a monotone voice that made Sally's tits quiver.Certainly the older man wouldn't let this half-wit get between her legs and fuck her or would he? She waited for a response from the seventy year old who'd just fucked away her cherry. None came except a low grunt of approval. He didn't even care!Two powerful. I am begging you never to stop. My hips move back against you, meeting each hard thrust. I feel your mouth on my neck, biting, your hands now on my breasts pulling me back into you with each thrust. I let go and scream out as my orgasm rocks through my body. My pussy clenches down on you as you continue to push in and out of me until finally I feel you let go inside me. I float back down to earth, feeling your weight against my back, your breath against my neck, your fingers gently rolling my. “Wait...” a bright looking college girl said, “How long have you been at sea?”“Since we were 10,” I confessed. “This stay in New Zealand is the longest I’ve been on land since we were 10.”That seemed to do it. As far as ancestry and qualifications went. Everybody stopped looking for a professional captain, anyway.“So, what’s the plan?”“Ask the trio ... this is their idea.” Ha! Jim ... your turn in the barrel.As one, they turned and confronted him. “What’s the plan?”“Sail to Christchurch, have a.