I slowly got off my knees hoping that maybe he did not see me. I sat down at the table in a chair. Johns dad walked to the coffee pot and poured himse...f a cup as he turned toward us. John said, We were just having breakfast, we were not doing anything. Johns dad looked at me with a smile then back to his son John and he replied, Well son it looks like to me your girlfriend there got a little breakfast in her hair. I reached up with my hand, I found that big glop of cum that had shot out of his. I came to understand that this was part of her sexual trip. She wanted her panties to stay on but, other than that, she was all gung ho! And so I licked her pussy the best I could until I couldn't stand it and pulled the leg band to one side and exposed Cynthia's bare pussy! Soft and pink, it was a delight to behold! I just hesitated briefly, looking longingly at her pussy, then I went to work licking it! Cynthia cried out in pleasure when she felt my tongue working on her bare vaginal flesh.. .. on the way back to that dismal house.They were on Don's motorcycle, Charity mounted behind hanging on to her brother's waist as they roared, noisily, down the street away from the Donahue's house.Putting her mouth close to Don's ear, she shouted above the roar of the engine, "Don... I'm hungry. Can we stop somewhere... ? Besides, I-I want to talk to you!" Sure!" he yelled back. "I'll pull into the first place I see."Over a pair of tacos apiece, Charity, somewhat haltingly, confided in her. The harbour was dark and quiet at that time of night and I carefully made my way along the quayside wondering what I should do next. I passed several ships tied up along the dockside and kept my head down and my hat pulled down over my face. Suddenly to my surprise I heard someone conversing in my mother tongue of Italian. I looked up and two presumably Italian seamen were disputing over something at the foot of a ships’ gangway. I found it hard to understand everything which passed between.