Debt-Settling Slut: English Wife Takes It Rough in the Rear

Is this for Amanda, out on the deck?” Damn. I took a few puffs and offered it to her. Vxxx The expression on her face changed subtly. I’d have to join in. It’ll be my pleasure to service you tonight.” Just as the words left her mouth, she realized what that sounded like. “Did I hurt you?” “Oh, God no, Sailor. Stopping here for a week or so. Do you have any recommendations?”
“Actually, I’m trying to figure that out for myself. No charge.” I winked at her as I dropped a $20 into her tip jar. Finally, she ventured forth with “Tell me, Sailor. The deck was the unofficial smoking area and one man at the far end was puffing on a cigar. I expected either a slap or an invitation.