‘Just to say thank you for putting up with us for the night.’ ‘But…’ I stroked her hair. It felt lank and greasy but I didn’t stop. ‘I a...preciate what you’ve done, John, but you shouldn’t have.’ ‘David helped,’ I said. ‘Then thank him for me. I don’t think I can face him. I’ve been meaning to clean for days, no, for weeks, but the babies are demanding…’ ‘…and Simon’s no help?’ I suggested. ‘He is, and he isn’t. He tries to keep me sane. He looks after the babies, takes them out for a walk,. As if the noise was not enough she now needed the toilet, she slid out of bed and exited her room as she passed the the doorway to the next bedroom she noticed the door was ajar but the noise seemed to of ended. thank god she thought as she sat there, her warm water making a a splashing sound, just as she was wiping up the noise started again.On the way back to her room she realised from this direction she could see Mark kneeling behind Desiere his cock sliding between her butt cheeks, heavy. By this time, Mark’s prick was standing to attention and loving every moment of the attention that Nana was giving his prick. Mark bent over and lay her down on the bed. He gently ran his and over her large breasts and commented that they were better than the pictures she had sent him. He lowered his head and took one of the nipples into his mouth and gently bit on it and then sucked it, all the time running his tongue round the point of the nipple. He crossed over to the other breast and did. "Kurt says it is time to sail a little more before settling in for the night. He points to the shore where the cove is. They pull anchor and tighten the sails. After they are underway, Marsha joins him at the helm. She stands in front of Kurt while he takes the wheel. His cock is pressed against her ass.“Here, you take the wheel.”She takes the wheel, and Kurt cups her breasts. “Oh, captain. I love to play with my tits.” She says to her husband, “Honey, don’t you like watching the captain feel.