The feeling of my hand didnt have the same effects today because I desperately lusted for my mothers warm tongue running across the head of my cock. I...decided I would go and spy on her while she was showering. I stealthily snuck down the hallway to the bathroom door and slowly opened it until I could see my Mothers luscious tits through the transparent glass doors. I began to once again stroke my cock and eventually I felt my self nearing an orgasm. My state of mind along with my increasing. She is short, even for a woman, and her body looks soft. I can see a toned waist underneath her clothes, with enough on her to give her some shape to her hips and thighs, and a nice squish to her little belly. I take a drink and allow myself to indulge for a moment. I think about the soft, porcelain skin on her thighs and how satisfying it would feel to grab onto them, give them a little bite and hear her squeal. Turning her over so she can lie on her stomach, while cupping the back of her. My sister was chatting on telephone with her friend in another room, and I was sitting with Gita in TV Lounge when suddenly power went out, and we both stood up to get candle and match box, and during our struggle, we banged in eachother, I tried to get away but she held my hand and started to caress it, I was nervous in the start, but then I also got confidence and grabbed her from behind and rubbed my now hard cock on her ass, she was also hot now, and she forced back, to get more contact, I. But I was sure you’d screw her up too.”“This had to end for me,” I replied, “Meeting my father and realizing that I had lost so much, I realized I couldn’t afford this life anymore. You were too important to me to not give you a chance to settle into my life after this. I’m glad we’ve reached equilibrium.”“Me too,” she replied, “Now lets get ready to leave this ship before breakfast.”We were all packed up and went to an early breakfast after waking up Susan. It was a decent meal, and we chatted.