‘Could you explain your thinking, please?’ ‘James, darling, I think I can make you happier this way,’ she answered. ‘It’s like Connie says.... I’d be financially secure and I’d be available much more readily than if I were working in an office.’ ‘And the fucking?’ She seemed surprised that I thought that would be an issue. ‘That’d be fine. I like fucking,’ she said in a tone she might have used to say she liked gooseberries. ‘And your career? You know you could be a high flier in business.’ ‘And. "He's interested." I do hope you have a captain for it," Stoney said. "You people have entirely too many rocks in your water around here."Uncle Lars laughed. "I understand. I've been to your Gulf of Mexico. It's such a mild place, except for the occasional storm. I would have been surprised if you had not asked."We spent our day on the water. The boat was not one of those fiberglass consumer cruisers, it was a classic Norwegian fishing boat with a two cylinder diesel engine that didn't buzz, it. She gagged on me, then worked her self up and down with her mouth. Kristy had her fill and pulled my cock out of her mouth. She crawled up on my body. She kissed my stomach, then my chest, and even my nipples. She licked them around, teasing on sucking them. But she was not finished. Her body moved up to my face. Kristy moved her pussy up onto my face and told me to suck it baby. Her pussy was wet, but it was making my mouth really wet. I held her hips as I tongue deep in her. The taste of her. You fucking bastard" She pummeled me with both fists and buried her head and cried. "Of all the fucking things I could come home to... I can't be around you right now. I hate you. Hate you. My things are in the car., I'm leaving. I...I just can't stand look at you. I can't take your lies, your deceptions. What we... what I thought we had; was it all built on lies? I obviously don't know you. I thought I did, I thought we loved each other, but I was obviously wrong. Wrong about a lot of.