He had heard his own mother was a strong, healthy beauty when she was young and he saw some of that now.He knew he should have been totally creeped ou... and crying out for his lost manhood... But that just wasn't in him. He was gentle Serge who, even now, had his mind on the ocean. He would be Sera again in a thousand lives if it meant never having to even think of Lynx again...Under the hand mirror were folded clean clothes and... a practical, non-showy swimsuit. Just what he was looking for.. Helen handed me a miniature whip - the one she had been carrying on the evening of her arrival."I know that you've been waiting for this for a long time - both of you," she said. Then she closed the door behind me.It took my eyes a while to adjust to the darkness. Helen had gradually reduced the electric lighting in the former storage room. At this stage there was just one 25-Watt light bulb left - and that had been covered with a black hood. Two candelabra were standing on the floor in. But I insisted my cock now pushing my shorts I told her I wanted to wank while she peed. Biting her lip she pushed her fingers into her waistband and started to lower her leggings revealing a lack of underwear. She crouched down my cock hard and so close to her face I started to stroke it but bent down and slapped her pussy before she started again telling her she was very naughty leaving off her underwear. While she was squatting her pussy was so wide and wet already.I stood and returned to. That swell of pride. He leant over Samira and buckled. He scrolled his knees back. She grabbed around his shoulders. He still kept back from her cum stained cheeks. She gripped him tightly, milking out the rest of the cum in his balls.“Wow! Holy crap!” Adam sat back. “Wow.”“Yeah,” Samira had to feel Adam pushing on her arms to let him go and rise off of her. She could’ve cuddled for days. Her eyes lit up.“I, um,” happy and not 100% lucid, he did think of Emmy. “I better go stop Maura from.