” “So do you want to go in?” I asked. “Yes,” she responded, opening her car door. I lead the way in past the laundry room and she followed. ...��This is nice,” she said as she looked around. I stepped in front of her and slipped my hands around her waist, pressing myself up against her slender body. “This is nice as well,” I said, looking down into her green eyes. She slipped her arms around my waist and pressed her body against mine. She slipped out of her small jacket, her boobs pressing against. "There is a stateroom in here," Harry opened a door in the rear of the pilothouse. "It will have a queen sized bed in it. It was to be used for as a spare guest stateroom or for the captain. It has it's own head with a shower."Harry showed them the sky lounge and the built in plasma screen television, the DVD player and the stereo."How many people will this boat carry?" Don asked."She was designed to sleep 20," Harry said. "She carries fifty personal flotation devices and has four twelve person. Fuck me." He thrust into me slowly again, on hand on my shoulder pulling me down on his cock. The pain was still there, but it had receded under the sublime sensations I was experiencing as Philip fucked me slowly, grinding his hips into my ass, murmuring with quickened breath. "Fuck, yes. Christ, you feel so good." "Fuck me, baby. Ohhh, yessss ... oh god, I love your cock." "You've got me so fucking hard." "I can feel how hard you are. Fuck me with that hard cock." He slowly increased his. “Pardon me young man.” She looked up into my eyes. There was a long pause in the room. Mike tried walking to the other side of the bed, opposite of me and on his Mom’s right side of the bed. He still had not pulled up his shorts or under wear. His little cock still dribbled looking at his Mother half naked in bed.“Michael stop looking at me. What are you both doing in here?? Don’t tell me I’m fucking dreaming again damn it. I’m fucking awake. Believe me.” She said. Mike mumbled.