Acting quickly he pulled out the ball gag from the tote and overly secured it tightly behind my neck. He stared at me with his left over cum dribblin... out of my mouth around the ball gag he grabbed his camera and took more several pictures. Like a man on a mission he grabs some metal pieces from his tote bag and cupboard over the sink on the boat. He assembled the pieces but I couldn’t tell what it was. He said to me reading the question on my face “it’s a Fucking machine slave”. The. Time to go home I said to which she nodded. We got into the car and as I started up her hand reached over and again felt my hard cock through my trousers. This time, rubbing it along its length. I said to her ‘get my cock out’ so she unzipped me and undid the button on my waistband and slipped her hand inside my boxers, I raised myself up off the seat and she moved my trousers and boxers down to my knees she then pulled my foreskin down stoked my hard cock rubbed the precum on its head with. Heather sobbed. "No. I married him because I realized that that's the only way the two of you could be with each other."Mom and I looked at her, puzzled."You can't live and fuck each other without people getting suspicious." Heather explained."Perhaps it'd be okay for a few years but if Larry doesn't get married or date, everybody'd suspect that you guys are weird." Hmmm....." mom said, though still not convinced."So I married him because I understand what you are." And what are we?" mom asked. “Hold my hips….that’s it. Now ram it in as hard as you can. That’s it” I shouted. After five minutes of this I nearly feinted with pleasure.Then out of the corner of my eye I saw what I taught was a human figure standing in the darkest only 10 feet away beside the exit. Oh shit its Mikes wife, Jill. What was she doing? Shes just standing there.I should have stopped Mike from fucking me but I didn’t. I let him continue. I looked towards Jill’s eyes and shouted “ yea Mike fuck me…..come inside me.