I can't explain how amazing this was to me, her foreskin over my head; we kissed for quite sometime as we continued.I pulled myself away and asked her... to get on all fours. "Your not going to just fuck me are you?" she asked."No, just get on all fours and you'll see. I want to explore this platground of yours" I said as I pushed her on to her back.Lisa rolled over and got onto her hands and knees. I sttod behind her, looking at her beautiful asshole and large cock and shaven balls. I reached. She used to dress well and casually outside and wear t-shirts and pajamas at home.Sara was a few months older than me. We lived in the same building and had the same friends. She was a friend too. I was dating someone else at the time when we met. After my break up with my last girlfriend, I was a little distracted and had trouble sleeping (teeny over emotions).Sara saw that I was disturbed highly and wasn’t handling things well. So she asked me to take a walk with her and talk with her. She. What are you holding in?”I rolled my head farther back on my shoulders so I could look up at her. She was grinning.“Come on. Give. Now.”She reduced the wattage of her grin, but it was still a good smile when she said, “I have just three letters for you: T. O. C.”“No way,” I exclaimed. “Tonight?”“Yup! Inez flies out tomorrow afternoon, so it’s got to be tonight or wait until nearly Christmas, and, obviously, things will get crazy then.”“Does Inez...”She cut me off, saying, “The Moms told her the. If you want a harbor pilot's license you will have to take some additional classroom courses."I looked at the card and it said, "Commercial Captain up to and including two hundred and fifty feet."Dewey waved me outside the office. I told him, "I shouldn't have this. I didn't do anything that should qualify me for this." Everyday we were out, I drilled you on onboard information, how to sail, how to motor, how to dock. You have docked, moored, and sailed. You are more qualified to captain your.