She knew exactly what to do and so she squatted and straddled my cock and slowly lowered herself on top me and I saw my whole 7 ½ inches of fuck tool...go up in her. She started to ride me like a toy and was really enjoying herself. The marijuana mixed with the alcohol was perfect for her and she loved it. She rode me for what seemed like a long time until I started to feel my orgasm building but I was not ready to end this amazing fuck session with the woman that I adored in high school. So I. Mother said, "Doris, I think you are going to have to help him out if you really want some of his beautiful penis." When Doris was a little slow in responding, mom actually placed my dick and balls in Doris' hand and told her to play with it. When I reacted to mom touching my dick, she said, "For gosh sakes Steven, I used to wash it all the time when you were a k**." Doris seemed to grow to the action and really started to examine and play rigorously with my dick and soon I at least started to. I stroked the soft skin of her shoulders and fingered the strap of her nightdress. Then I slid it off her shoulder and part way down her upper arm in order to free my prize.For a moment or two I gazed, entranced once more, by the sight of her little orb and the rounded pink tip that was her nipple. Aunt Anne reached up and caressed the back of my neck. A tingle of pleasure ran through me, and I gazed into her eyes. Her expression was tender yet eager.Her fingers pressed harder on my neck,. But not enough to be suspicious. They generally explained that they were newly come to the field and thought to plow better than the others."We're new and want your business," they said.And it seemed to work. The other nationalities stopped coming for cargo ... bid out of business, I suppose; or disappeared in the typhoons.Tens of thousands of ships ... and their crews litter the bottoms of the oceans and seas. The sea is a harsh mistress. She exacts a price of those who dare to tread on.