“Let me refresh your drink, Rachael.” “Yes, please” she responded, and gave me a sultry glance. I got on my all fours between her legs, wrapped my arms under her legs, and scooted her down into optimal position. Anal sex Sundowner time, we boaters call it. When I returned with our drinks, she turned to face me. I refocused my attention on her clit. You said that I could help in other ways. Instead, she remained seated in the cockpit. All the rumors are true. Her jet black hair framing her crystal blue eyes made a striking appearance, one that turned heads in public. I simply stared at her, swallowing hard, with a look of complete surprise on my face. My mind was reeling around, not certain of the “correct” response. “So, how can I help? So, there. As I pulled him out of her mouth, she kept her face pointed up at me. I simply stared at her, swallowing hard, with a look of complete surprise on my face. Now you have it. I half expected her to follow me, given the sultry glance she had flashed earlier and
