"Clare had flicked her head at Cahlewis to accompany her aft, explaining as they passed,"Common room and galley, those are Mr Hobson's and Mr Windsor'... cabins, thse are the crews quarters and that cubby is the Bosun's; Chief ERA has the same on port side. Air lock to the tunnel which we clip open unless there is an emergency. Those hatches on the starboard side are to the food stores — refridged space, and those on the port side are to the fabric store. After air lock, clipped open. Just aft is. Tiny. Sequins decorated the front panel, but not so many to obscure my pussy. I loved it. I removed my knickers, and tried the thong. I felt amazing. “Well sweetie?” Jack was speechless. “I’ll take it. Now I need………….Kerry, bless her rushed about, finding what I needed. Trousers, so tight I could hardly breath. Tops that were hardly tops at . Underwear, bra’s, knickers, thongs. “What about shoes?” Kerry asked.“Yes, what do you have?”What she had was killer heels. I took three pairs, in. The third man displayed considerable alacrity in taking his place before the woman. Her gaping gash was flooded with juice and spunk, just how he liked it, a fantasy come true as it flowed into the crack of her arse. His cock was long and thick, the glans swollen large, the slit glistening pre-cum. His knob burrowed into her wide deep sloppy crevice and slithered into the beckoning open orifice of her tunnel. Gloria felt the new intruder wedge his large knob inside her. The muscles of her cunt. The unexpected crash and clatter made me jump.I stood staring at the pile of pans sitting in their spot in the cabinet and tried to get myself back under control. Mum must have stripped the gloves off her hands and towelled her hands dry without me noticing. The first thing I did notice was when she snaked her hands around me from behind and hugged me to her.“You aren’t thinking about you and Sam any more, are you?” she asked in a soft and gentle voice.I swallowed and shook my head.Mum held me.