It was badly damaged but it had an assortment of sail pulleys, rowlocks, oars, but most important, a rudder and tiller, if only we could make it fit our boat. The smaller buildings were houses, where we found cutlery, pots and pans and the like. We even found three cases of wine, several bottles of port and two of brandy. Liz came back from one house, she held a tall mirror and a large washing bowl, then she showed me two cut-throat razors and several bars of soap. With a smile on her face, she said, “Now we can get rid of that bush of hair that you hate.” She unslung the bag hanging from he shoulder, opening it for me to look. It was a bag of maize, if it was any good and we could get it to germinate, we would have corn on the cob, we could then make flour and maybe bake bread. It took an age to load our haul, it was just as well the sea was calm as we were well overloaded. The sail back was more difficult than it had been getting here, we were mostly against the wind, so it was endless tacking, back and forth a countless number of times. We were both completely exhausted when we finally entered out bay but still we unloaded and carried everything to the tree line. We took two bottles of wine, a bottle of amateur port, the razors, some Latinas soap and the mirror then headed home. We were too tired to cook, so we reheated a thick soup. I had very much doubted the wine would be any good, but oh, was I wrong? It was fantastic. We discussed our days haul over several glasses of wine. Soon both bottles were empty, so we started on the port, not knowing any better, I drank it as though it were just a rich wine, It wasn’t long before my head was vagina spinning, I was quite drunk. My thoughts got more and more sexual, the alcohol loosened my tongue. “I think you should come over here and play with me, Liz,” I said. “And what would you like me to play with?” Was the slurred reply. “Well, for starters, how about my tits,” then, “No, don’t bother with them, how about my pussy.” I pulled my oral skirt up and spread my legs wide apart, patting myself between my legs. “Ooh, you naughty thing, I ought to give you a good spanking,” said Liz. “You can spank my..... what did you call it the other day? Oh yes, my ass anytime you like.” I giggled stupidly as I stood on unsteady sexy legs. I weaved my way towards her. “Where do you want me?” Liz grabbed hold of me, I more fell than she pulled, then I was lying across her knees, for a moment the room spun, then crack, she slapped me, “Ouch, that hurt,” I wailed. “It was meant to, you’re a very bad girl.” Then her hand walloped again, on the other cheek this time. “I’m going to get you for this, just you wait.” Then another hard spank, “Ow, ow, you’re so cruel, I don’t think my ass likes you anymore.” I reached my history class after a minute of walking, and smiled vagina Latinas when I saw my bitchy friend Paris standing outside the room. “Oh amateur Ethan, Oh Godddddddddddddd” as her body stopped moving and went rigid, as her first orgasm with him, overtook her. He could feel his cum building up, much like when he would jerk off. but not for sexy food” she oral told him and pulled him by his cock into their bedroom. Lick it, lick your mother! "They make you fucking horny . . . We kissed passionately and I told her that maybe I should use a condom while fucking her again. My lips nuzzled her quivering anus, teasing and caressing. “Sorry,” Jayden said. “Yeah...” Kyle said, biting his lip as he remembered last night’s incident.