"Max saw the torment in her face from the battle waging inside her head. When her eyes looked up he knew he had won.Heather flung one leg over his lap.... Facing him on her tiptoes, she waited, but Max just beamed at her. Heather reached down and guided his hard cock to her pussy, wedging the tip between her folds. She lowered onto his organ. His thick cock slid into her warm sheath, deeper and deeper, until she was sitting on his lap. She was still for a while, but then squirmed. When Max caused. Hairy hands and arms and the times that I´ve met him I had to avoid looking at him so I didn´t got a hard on. he never really spoke with me but after a wet evening with to much beer he started talking with me and flirted a bit. After a while I went up to my appartment and I was actually really drunk and planned to go to bed and took a shower Before. When I was done it was knocking on the door and i went to open, only in my towel and outside Hussein (that´s his name)was leaning to the door post. 'Rocking back and forth with the slight beach wave action ... wash and return.'How long has it been down?' he wondered.The bottom had the normal growth that all wood hulls had, but the sides that he could see were clean. There was a very slight trickle of bubbles coming up as the hull rocked.He thought, 'if that's only down about 30 feet, I could tie a cable to the bow cleat and use the diesel to pull it closer to shore.'Fetching a mask, he rummaged around in the forward anchor locker, found. That wing of the station had been cleared. The same shade of pale grey covered everything from ceiling to floor. Recessed lighting cast a stark white glow making everything look cold and sterile. It gave Zak the creeps, reminded him of where his father used to work. Zak grimaced and mentally corrected the word father, exchanging it for the guy that lived in the same house as my mother and me. They approached metal double doors that rose up about twenty feet and were just as wide. Locks clicked.