"Which do you think will be quicker?" I really don't know. There is no way of knowing without having an idea as to how big it is." He checked the comp...uter. He had estimated their unit of distance was just under a mile. "We are three-hundred and fifty miles from the beacon so assuming thirty miles a day then twelve days sailing maximum." He spoke half to himself."Tristan, what did you say" I was talking to myself sorry. If the maximum distance we have to travel is all on this lake it would take. The look in her eyes was fiery. There was lust, love, want and need in her expression.“You’re overdressed,” she said as she reached for Phil’s boxer briefs. She wet her lips as his cock sprang into view and she dipped her head down to lick it. She had come to love this particular cock in the past week – as well as the man attached to it.“I don’t need foreplay,” she said. “I want you inside of me where you belong.”“I might be quick,” Phil said with chagrin.“I don’t care,” Hailey said. “I think. ”I saw Melanie’s face as she went to the bed. Melanie Spencer was nervous. I had never seen that before, but then again, I’d never seen her not in control of a situation.Jennifer opened her gym bag and pulled out a paper blindfold, like we used to use for pin-the-tail on the donkey. She went over and put it on Melanie, who was face down on the bed. I figured Melanie would be OK with that. It was the next thing that I thought would create problems.Jennifer took some long strips of cloth out of. Ally and I had never been what you’d call 'fast friends', but since she’d left, the family dynamic had changed. I was still in my senior year of high school and there was an odd tension in the house, like Mom and Dad couldn’t wait for me to graduate and move the fuck out. But having Ally home, even for the short few weeks she was here, was nice. College had matured her. Instead of the hedonistic party girl she’d been when she lived at home, she was now calmer, more sure of herself. It was.