It has sort of became a habit,” he explained.Adison decided it was a lovely habit and left her hand where it was as they walked. “So, what did you...wish to speak with me about?” she asked intrigued.Justin grimaced, “Our siblings.”Adison nodded in understanding and gently squeezed his arm in sympathy. “Do you know why my family is aboard this ship?” she asked.He shook his head no. So, she told him of Lyndsay’s past indiscretions and finished with, “I’m sorry she has her claws into your brother.. And your enemies even closer, but some of them can be intensely irritating. The Swedes for instance. Who on earth needs flat packed furniture I ask you? If we had been meant to assemble furniture ourselves, unless like me it’s your job, we would have a screwdriver bit on the end of our finger. Don’t be silly of course I haven’t.And then there is a certain Mr Rausing, yet another Swede with a ridiculous idea, and who, in my not in the least humble opinion, should be dung up and shot. You may. My wife knew a few of the other wives and began chatting with them. Marilyn had not met any of the wives previously, and had not seen the house we were at, so I volunteered to show her around the house and the back yard.As I was showing Marilyn around the house, I thought I would see how things might go, so I just lightly placed my hand on her ass.Marilyn reached her hand around. I thought that she was going to push my hand off her ass, but instead she pressed my hand harder on to her ass, and. In it slid, stretching that beautiful tight teeny cunt as it went, her oily juices running out and down over my heavy swinging balls. The force made her give a little shriek, and her mom, right front of us, lifted her head, removed her sunglasses, looked around, then put them back on and lay back down again. Harder and harder I pumped, her big tits bouncing against their tight top, and the smell of sex running up from her tight little asshole. “Don’t come in me mister” she said, looking back.