Freed,it sprang out and pushed against her ass. I used my hand to lift herskirt. It was only then that I discovered she wasn’t wearing panties,b...ecause my cock buried itself inside her bare ass.She clenched her cheeks together, gripping my shaft tightly as Ithrust back and forth against her. I clutched the handrail tighterand heard her newspaper rustle as she tightened her grip on it aswell. She was breathing heavily as I began to push harder andfaster into her, rubbing her crack with my. " Sure, if you want we can head into the office and talk. The rest of you might as well get started unloading so you can get yourselves on over to the Burro."It wasn't until Saturday morning before getting groceries that Crystal and Scooter got the chance to talk to Al. While they were waiting for others to show up, he asked them, "Did you two put that deal in Duane's head?" What deal, Al?" Crystal asked."The crazy kid wants to go to OLTA this fall, take a couple courses. Now who do we know. Exactly what I lusted after. They called me a slut, saying fuck this dick you slut. You nasty whore. I felt such shame at the time. But I didn't care. Feeling shame is part of the trip. Shame is a very intense emotion that I rather enjoy. especially when there's a dick fucking my cunt. I told the men that they could take turns fucking my pussy as long as they liked. But not to come for a while. I told them that legs in the air was one of my favorite positions, and I would cum a bunch for them.. It had everything that comes with a boat of this kind, and I could actually see the ‘Little Boy with a New Toy’ look on Dad’s face the moment the boat touched the water. ‘Here,’ he excitedly told me, handing me the truck keys, ‘You pull the truck and trailer up into the parking lot and lock her up. I’ll bring the boat around to the pier. You can get on her then.’ ‘Her?’ I teased, ‘Dad, this is a boat, not a ship.’ ‘Shut up, shit head,’ he laughed, ‘Didn’t you learn in the Navy not to argue with.