"That was so good! My husband never gives me half the satisfaction you just did." She noticed I was hard again. "Here's a little reward for you," she ...aid. With that, she turned me around so I was facing away from her, reached around and grabbed my cock, and jerked me off to another excellent orgasm which landed in the shrubbery in front of us.It was all over then. We put our swim attire back on, straightened our hair, and I walked out first. She didn't talk to me again after that, and a little. Or Four: A stern fatherly type who smells of pipetobacco." Oh god, I don't know. The Latino, I guess--" Stop! Please, Chris, you haven't really thought about it. Now close youreyes. Okay?"I closed my eyes as instructed."Good. Now imagine yourself in the arms of each one." Shannon wentthrough each option slowly. "The baseball player with the charming grin."She paused. "Okay? Now the Latino hunk with the smooth chest," anotherpause. "The Englishman with the tousled hair. The fatherly type. . You sick boy... Is this what turns you on? ... Huh?... Is it?... Answer me you little pervert... Is this what turns you on?... Seeing two boys having sex with their mother?.. Is this what you want to do as well?... Have sex with me?... Is it?... Is this what you want to do with your own mother?... It is, isn't it?... Good Lord... You are a sick c***d... Fantasizing about your mother... My God.... Your own mother... How disgusting... Well I'll teach you, you little bastard... How dare you. "How are you doing?" I asked."I'm okay. Enjoying it, actually. There's no danger, is there?" At the moment, if we keep a good look out, no."It took over an hour before we could come up to the now northerly wind and head west, just south of the deep water channel, into Harwich Haven, and it was almost two more hours before we felt the shelter of Landguard point. Then our course was directly into the teeth of the wind and I started the motor and furled the foresail and lowered the mizzen. We.