No doubt remained, mom was getting off. I stroked my cock faster, my breathing became heavy. Mom's finger disappeared into her pussy. In, and out, in ...nd out, faster and deeper before she struggled to get her other hand into the hose. She was sliding two fingers into her twat while rubbing her clit with the index finger of her other hand. Her breathing was heavy, her breasts heaving, face flushed. I sensed she was close to climaxing and it was because of me. Mom was totally hot because she had. . and I hoped he wouldn't look up, still scared to let on that I was enjoying this ... or that I even wanted it.Then it happened. Jane gradually pulled her head away, and guided my cock in between Adam's parted lips. There was no pretending that this was incidental contact, and I felt my cock slide in deeper and then out, stroking inside his accepting mouth as his lips closed around my shaft. He had stopped fucking Jane, and just rested inside her while he focused on his new adventure. Jane. Even though the anger was the most prevalent emotion I also noted a great deal of gratefulness coursing through me. It could have been so very much worse. The thought was sobering. I finished my shower quickly. I had to get off this boat immediately. I fought the primal urge to flee as adrenaline born of fear pumped through me. I stopped myself and took three deep breaths. Then I opened the door and left the bathroom. My thoughts were jumbled and I didn't really have a plan but I knew I had to. And that place had never changed one bit since my last visit. With all kinds of costumes for hire or purchase for every event and occasion it was always fascinating to me. Many people on San Monique went there for their carnival wear. And one of the sections that always fascinated me was the masks.“I think Alice is having ideas about masquerading.” George whispered into her ear. Lorraine raised her eyebrows and smiled, as I rummaged along the line of various masks. Nothing like the old ones.