They had taken a triple piss into the sink as they stood side by side with their pussies on full display whilst their spraying pee fountains had shot ...over the basin edge to vandalise the bowl with running sheens of flowing piss. Afterwards, they had dried each other’s pussy lips with toilet paper before making to hide all trace of their naughty misdemeanour. It was this memory that made Zara desperately want to extend her current toilet with an even naughtier act. Several moments later and Zara. But I enjoy him while I have him."Denise didn't know what to say, so she said nothing.Joe and CC had passed the station and entered the yacht broker's yard, and CC hadn't spoken, though Joe was sure he had something in his mind. They looked at several of the boats there for sale, but still, all that was said concerned the risks and considerations involved in buying a second-hand vessel. They eventually made their way through the yard, and out the other end into a lane past a small park, turned. We had meticulously restored it from a heap of shit and a bunch of fucking boxes of parts over the last winter.Two captain’s chairs by the dashboard and a seat on either side of the engine in back. The girls were on the bow, no windshield, just a small rise where it would have been on a normal ski boat. Their feet about 5 ft. away from us. The bow had just enough room for them to be comfortable in the middle. We could just fit our asses besides them and rub oil in with a little effort. Well,. Joan, you can get up too." Rumpled, soiled, we stoodthere, awaiting Dr. Troy's pleasure. She whispered something into Joan'sear. Joan looked confused but, then, she smiled. And she whispered intomy ear. What did Dr. Troy say? We were walking back to our seats. Everyone was applauding. I should feelembarrassed. I just screwed and spanked my client. Joan should be tryingto figure out when she can escape and file rape charges. I look at her.Joan has a soft happy smile on her face. I feel good too..