Liz was fascinated by sharks, had been since she was a kid, and while I might have taken this as a warning, at the time I just didn’t pick up on it....There were three dive boats in our anchorage on the northeast coast, their operators chumming the water and dropping shark cages into the infinitely clear water, and several of the magnificent beasts glided by the side of our boat — their black eyes regarding us cooly as they slipped by — and it seems odd to me all these years later that those eyes. ”She checked that the soup had heated up enough and ladled out two mugs full. It was a chicken-and-anything-else-that-was-left-over soup, and as usual with Mum’s cooking, it was hearty and warming. Jen was correct – it was a particularly good one, with just a hint of the parsley and thyme stuffing which had also been added. We stood by the cooker to drink it, talking quietly while she continued to turn the potatoes.“So, how’s your love life?”I grunted in response, and got a sympathetic facial. Tongues and fingers in asses, nipples and balls sucked and squeezed. Eventually, I couldn’t take any more and I filled his mouth with cum. He swallowed some, but saved a little for a wonderful French-kiss snowball for me. We kissed for a while, and I stroked his cock so gently that he was shaking, I told him to lie back on the bench and lift his knees back. Now with full access to his exposed and twitching ass, I kissed all around his hole, then lapped at it with long and wet licks before. " Good, it's nice that your back so early. What do you fancy for your tea?"We both cracked up laughing and Mum slid back up the bed, pulled me down to her and glued her lips to mine and thrust her tongue in as far as she could. She gripped my rock hard cock in her fist and pulled her face back and asked,"Looks like you desperately need either fucking or sucking. Which do you want?"Without replying, I pulled her legs apart, knelt on the bed, crawled between her spread thighs and lowered myself.