. My chance to escape. The ferry. (thinking) I'm getting on that boat! It's the only way off this island! I don't stand a chance in a direct confronta...ion. I don't know a thing about navigation, so it'd be impossible to cross the ocean by myself. Even if I snuck on as a stowaway, on that little ship I'd be discovered long before we reached Tokyo. After I secure my own safety, I'll make them maneuver into Tokyo. To do that--(She pulls the handle off a broom, forming a makeshift bokutou.)(Gein. I had been a natural cock rider. The endless intense sessions with my son had transformed me into the best rider in the country, if not the continent.I started moving my pelvic area up and down in a leisurely fashion. I was letting my Hubby’s swollen tool to soak in the warmth of every minuscule part of my cunt, lathering his entire shaft with my pussy cream in the process.Joy’s eyes bulged out at the scene as his fantasy was being fulfilled. He was getting to see me in action with another man. This was Bob's way. By not defining an employee's position, it meant that there could be no standard pay structure, or employee benefits. Despite this lack of structure he was generous to those who worked hard for him, and indeed I had received some very good bonuses over the years. He allowed me a company car on the rather tenuous excuse that I may have to visit customers or suppliers from time to time. He understood when I had to take time off to care for my father. Bob and my dad were old. When she walked into the restaurant I was so pleased. She had worn it. She looked amazing in the outfit. It was a thin silky material. The bronze color set off her red hair and green eyes to perfection. The deeply plunging neckline showed off her tits to perfection and it was cut so tight across her ass she couldn’t be wearing panties. She wore too much makeup again but I liked the vaguely slutty look on her. I stood and greeted her, sniffing the delicate perfume that I had given her. We ate.