He still fingered himself, but he glanced over at Will. His lower half sat at an angle, cocked toward Sam. Sam stared at the massive dark meat poking ...ut from underneath Will. It bounced in time with his rhythmic cunnilingus.Sam knew what to do, yet he didn’t want to stop his masturbation. He leaned against Will’s bulky frame and reached with his free hand. Power swelled within him as rock-hard man-meat filled his hand. He stroked, the shaft still slick.The smacking stopped, but Heather. Mother Hilda's passion began to rise as she witnessed them toweling each other dry,Mother Hilda saw the girl touch the boys penis ,through his shorts and as he grabbed her breasts,they kissed again and then Mother Hilda lost sight of them as they left the beach. The Monastery had a problem with trespasser's,those who were caught were often spanked or caned by a Nun or Monk.Mother Hilda wondered would the boy and girl she saw decide to take a shortcut through the garden's of the Monastery,if. ** Though it lasted only a little longer than an hour, the storm seemed far longer to the two passengers below deck. Only holding on to the bolted down furniture kept the wind and swells rocking the ship from mercilessly hurling the couple about the cabin. The shouts of the sailors were only audible when emerging from directly overhead, and even then, the words were unintelligible. Finally, the crashes of thunder moved away, and the violent lurching of the ship settled into a more sedate. Her hips twitched and her fingers moved off her clit quickly. The sensations were too much. Karen gently slipped her fingers out, and she lay there panting. ‘Soo good. Mmm, Tom, you’re sorry you missed that one.’ Karen smirked as she rolled her head to the side and opened her eyes to look at him. ‘You almost just killed me.’ The laughter was gone from his face. Karen was impressed he hadn’t stroked his cock while he watched. But she would have wanted to watch him, so it wouldn’t have been.