Next she worked her hands to the front of my body, and with one hand took my cock and the other my balls. She began to stroke me playing with my shaft... and balls simultaneously, her motions sent so much blood to my cock I was ready to erupt like a Hawaiian volcano. As if she sensed this, she squeezed the base of my cock with her fingers making them into a cock ring. I let out an anxious moan and squirmed a bit in her hand. I was way over the edge and had never felt this way before. This was. The fourth day, I was late from the class. When I got to the door, the teacher was already inside. I asked for permission to enter, and started walking towards my seat, I looked up towards the last seat in the left row, the one that had been empty for the last three days, and stopped dead in my tacks. She was there, and she was looking at me. Her leg was moving slowly, she was wearing a dark cloak like dress, black mascara on her lashes.. My heart skipped a beat. The state of shock that her. It was Sgt Walters of the 32-nd precinct."Oh Goody, Walters of homicide. Shouldn't you be out investigating theman who murdered fashion by selling you that $24.95 suit? Do you get twopair of pants with it or one?" Funny Masters. Very Funny. You oughta get a job on Milton Berle's TVshow. I heard he goes for dress up acts. What happened here? You andlover boy have a spat over where the best place was to hide sausages. Ithought that wasn't your style." Look buster, you work your side of the street. "He waved to a man and woman coming up the gangway and called back, "These are your stewards, Robin and Rene Waters."It was obvious the pair, dressed in identical black Izod shirts and thin, eight-ounce denim slacks, were brother and sister.Before Jeff or Susana could speak, a voice from the dock called, "Permission to come aboard!" Come on aboard," Susana answered and waved at the woman and young man who stood on the dock waiting for permission.Jeff smiled a greeting at the pair and nodded to.