I continued running my hands on her back, and moved with her as she moved to and fro. As she would lean forward, my cock would come almost all the way...out of her, then she would push back against me hard again, impaling herself on my cock, over and over again. She still had her head and shoulders resting on the bed, with her back arched deeply with her ass in the air. She was moaning and gasping louder and louder with each thrust. The pace kept building until I finally reached up and tangled. " I realize it is the only way, and that we are in a very unusual situation, but it is still difficult to get beyond what I have been taught all my life. Mothers and sons do not have babies."Grace put her head on Walter's shoulder and said, "You know this would have never happened under any other circumstance, don't you?" Yes, of course," he said and paused for several long moments. Then he said, "I knew it was coming. I suppose I just need a little time to accept it. I will be okay."His. I could feel his seed squishing and sliding in my ass when he moved.I raised his face to mine and kissed him, our tongues sliding around like eels in the kiss. He tasted of whiskey and cigarettes. I was surprised I could taste it, since we'd been drinking and smoking together all evening."Do you want to go again, my friend?" he asked."Maybe in a while. Right now I need to recover," I replied. He raised up and slowly slipped his big cock from my stretched asshole. A strand of come and lubricant. “I know this area, but not well enough to navigate in the dark.” Vasin warned, urging John to have Svend slow the ship, or drop anchor somewhere.“I can see in the dark, some.” John admitted. “What if I describe what’s ahead, and you go give the navigator directions?”His arms were wet noodles, and his fingers looked like hamburger from all the rough wood and rope fibers tearing him apart. He really could use a break.“In the dark, you’re sure? How?” Vasin asked.John shrugged. “Same way I could.