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I have a sailboat in Hawaii. We thought you’d like to join us for a few days sailing around the Pacific. My wife and I and Rachel and her fiancé are going.” Rachel was one of the company’s account agents and had befriended Melissa from Day One. Melissa had never been to Hawaii and she was pleasantly surprised by her boss’ offer. “Sure, Mr. Masters,” Melissa said. “Wow, thanks. That sounds like a great time.” Two weeks later, Melissa found herself on the Masters’ 60-foot sailboat, “The Ad One.” The group of five had flown on Masters’ G-5 to Honolulu, spent a few days there and then had boarded the yacht. The ship was captained by John with Jason as first mate. John was a former Naval officer in his late 30s while Jason was a Samoan native in his mid 20s with the physique of a body builder. Masters was in his mid 40s and his wife Lorraine was a “trophy wife” – tits mid 20s with reddish brown hair, model good looks and a body that could rate consideration for the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. In the first days at sea, Melissa noticed that anal John and Jason couldn’t keep their eyes off Lorraine when she was sun bathing in her immodest bikinis. Rachel, Melissa’s friend, had thick blonde hair she wore in a short and sassy blowjob bob cut. She was 5-foot-6 with an athletic build (she had played volleyball in college). Her fiance’ Dave was in his mid 20s with dark hair, a goatee and several tattoos. The 19-year-old Melissa was the youngest person on board but despite the age difference everyone had helped make her feel at ease. She didn’t feel like a child nor did she look like one. She was 5-foot-8 and 125 pounds with a body that could best be described as “lithe.” She wasn’t aware, but when she sunbathed in her bikini (which covered considerably more skin than Lorraine’s) the captain and first mate watched her as closely as they did the boss’ wife. The third day at sea, as they were about to turn back to Hawaii, storm clouds gathered. In just minutes, the waves grew to 15 feet, the sky turned black and lightning flashed across the sky. The captain ordered the passengers below to the dining area and ordered everyone to strap in to the swiveling captain’s chairs that surrounded the table. Melissa’s heart was racing as she saw the concern in her boss’ eyes. Masters told everyone, “Don’t big worry, I’ve seen worse; this is a stable ship and the captain knows what he’s doing.” Melissa, though, detected a hint of doubt in his voice. For the next 30 minutes, the boat pov was tossed and the cabin became a seat on a world-class rollercoaster. Both Rachel and Lorraine succumbed to seasickness and vomited on the floor. As Laura licked, she considered her own arousal. Melissa gave me an evil look. He put her down on her back in the center of the clearing and tied rope around each of her ankles while Clint tied rope around her wrist. "Any hole, or all holes, dealers choice." “A gag, Master?” she asked in blowjob a timid voice, and I simply held up her panties in response. He stared at that pink little slit between her legs. " You know me better than anyone. From their cages they went, venturing into new lands. “Then let the game begin!” “Yeah, she did okay,” the Photographer responded. “That’s okay,” Sir Lionel eventually said, laughing it off when he saw the boy’s cheeks growing red. 2 guys are loading the money into the bags. I went home a little puzzled about the whole thing and crashed, feeling a bit confused and disgusted with myself. He told her that during her free period and lunch she had to put them back on, but she wasn't to wear them during class. They’ve dressed me in clothes for a hooker or cheap waitress, not something for a Colonel. After drying off, we donned our robes pov and headed back to the living room, where Tom and Cathy were snuggled up on the couch. Thank you! Glenda turned to me and grinned, “And that, brother dear, is how it’s done”, which made all three of us start laughing. “Oh, fuck,” whispered one of the guards, before a bullet slammed through his head, and then through the guard next to him, leaving the Chauffeur with no defense left. Pain stabbed into my brain, but the pleasure rippling tits out of my cock held it at bay. He was moving from being directly on top of me, anal to the side of the bed. Scarlett mewled desperately. The very next day, within minutes of big Steve leaving for work, the doorbell rang and Tara (who would normally sleep the day away) came to the door in her sleep wear; a thin fabric tshirt and short shorts with long slender legs that were her own.