When Scott got to the sleeping compartment, he found Amanda straight away. Her leg was dangling out of a bottom bunk where she had obviously crashed a...d fell asleep immediately. He approached her quietly and tapped her shoulder, but she didn't move. He listened to her breathing, which was deep and even. He said her name a couple times, but still no answer. She really was a heavy sleeper!Scott found himself in a moral dillemma. He was horny as hell and his animal loins simply wanted to fuck her,. "Sure." I couldn't even remember the last time I ate with the boys.Everyone was at the table, fully dressed - which was depressing - when I got there. Dinner was good, but I was too tired to enjoy it. The boys were unusually quiet as well.Reality had finally returned and I hated it."What time do you want breakfast tomorrow, Boss?" Zane asked. "I thought I'd do something special." I have no idea." I groused. "Juan, what time do I want breakfast?" Boss, I think you have a couple days off." He. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of jealousy, but it left quickly, and he felt his penis beginning to swell slightly. Isolde looked at him and said, “Looks like you’re thinking with the wrong head again, Dear,” and then.