Woman Enjoys Solo Pleasure

I thought about the various “harbor whores” that hopped from boat to boat, selling their bodies to score their next hit of crack cocaine. I thought about the various “harbor whores” that hopped from boat to boat, selling their bodies to score their next hit of crack cocaine. She was skilled and, apparently, out to show me just how skilled she was. It was all I could do to hang onto the wheel, the boat pitching and bucking as Mother Nature released her furry on me. I blasted my cumload in her mouth. I held on for dear life as the rain, wind and waves pummeled my boat. I had been enduring this storm for nearly two hours; I was ready for some calm water and a stiff drink. Christie seemed to take an interest in me. Knot Working call for the monohull sailboat. It was now coming at me from directly ahead. The rain had subsided, turning into just a moderate drizzle.