"Yeah." Tom muttered as he felt nausea kick in and leaned over his garbage can."Honey, I need to go, okay. Don't worry about a thing, Brian and I are ...ine," Jen said.They said their goodbyes and Tom looked again at the picture, just to make sure his eyes hadn't deceived him. Once again he took it in. It was a sweaty heap of intense mother-son sex.That evening Tom stood in front of his wife in the kitchen. "We need to talk," he said, not sounding the least bit happy.Jen was dressed in a pair of. ” Cheryl was laughing at her two daughters, apparently they found the idea of their old mother – 35! - having sex was gross, but her having to hear them being fucked to oblivion by male or female was quite acceptable. “Anyway. Next night you get a, umm, a threesome. Stop grinning! Yes, well Joanne and Tony thought they could share you. Then comes Sarah and then on the last night we’ll be packing and having the flotilla meal and things, so there would probably be no time. Okay?”“I think I’m okay. The gloves were made of some kind of transparent rubber, but the strangest part of all was the shape. they formed a perfect “O” as if she were gripping a cock, that’s it, Susan thought, jerk off gloves. Strong enough she can’t move her hand that much but pliable enough to grip a hard cock.Susan stroked her wet pussy a little bit faster when she noticed the small padlock indicating slut Candy could not remove them. As the camera panned out Susan got another shock. Candy’s slightly bigger boobs. Somer took it off her. Julie whined ‘Please, sir, I know how to behave now. If you let go my restraints, I’ll show you.’ Somer pretended to doubt that and hesitated, then shrugged and untied her wrists. Julie sat up and rubbed her wrists, threw the broken bra and shredded clothing remnants overboard. She loosed the sisal rope from her neck but Somer stopped her hand. ‘That one stays.’ he said. He tightened it back but not too tight and let the loose lead hang. She leaned in and kissed Somer,.