I chastised myself, thinking, God, it’s my third week and I am jacking myself off in my office in the middle of the day! But that just made me giggl... out loud. I fucking love doing dirty, naughty things where I’m not supposed to do them. I love that about my self. Such a turn on. I dug deep into my pussy, three fingers swimming in juice, and imagined his big throbbing dick going in and out… faster… oh my fucking God… I was rubbing my clit so fast I knocked over a bunch of shit on my desk and. I tell you, just sitting in the back yard and looking at that boat made me want to take her out again. Time to start planning for spring break.We had been back a week when I walked out to my car after school, my mind on some upgrades I had ordered for the E-Key. I pulled up short when I saw someone leaning against my car. An adult, meaning anyone too old for school but, in this case, early forties, maybe? Rail thin, balding but with a bushy mustache and a cheap suit.“You want to get off my car?. “Anytime you want a facial, just ask.”She screeched at me as I walked out of her cabin. I needed to find Faoril. A short hallway led out to the deck. Four doors lined the passageway, the smaller cabins for passengers. I opened the first door and found Chaun sleeping on a hammock. I closed the door and tried the second.“Hmm?” a sleepy Sophia asked as I peered in. She blinked at me as her hammock swung. Angela lay sprawled on the other, lying on her stomach, her arm dangling off the side.“Just. I know that I was meeting after almost a year. I knew that mom and dad went to Australia during that time (and my dad was still there and my mom returned early since I was coming home for vacation) but even then, this was unbelievable.In just one year, my mom had transformed from a traditional Saree-wearing middle-aged lady to a mouth-watering tight-jeans chic ! It was only when she uttered my name and waved at me frantically that my spell was broken. I rushed into her open arms. I am sure that.