Karl Boch remained unaffected and limp. In contrast, the women stood almost zombie-like, with vacant eyes that reminded Moe of Danja at the poker game... The gal who’d just been fucked joined her sisters, standing calmly in line, semen spilling down her legs. Boch nodded towards the men, and the next man approached the throne. He was one of Boch’s poker buddies, flabbier than the young studs in line, his hair graying at the temples. His naked ass jiggled as he kneeled down at Boch’s feet. Boch. .. Mom, why are you dressed like that?"We were no longer making eye contact. I followed Mike's stare and glanced down my body to the shimmering tassels dangling from my nipples. I screamed. Quickly yanking them off, my hands covered my naked tits. The outfit was supposed to entice my husband, not be seen by my son. My mind cleared only marginally, but it reminded me that the bright red thongs were so skimpy that even after trimming my bush some hairs stuck out the sides. And the black fishnets. The next morning David woke up with a huge hangover. He grabbed his headas he sat up in bed and waited for the room to stop spinning. He thengrabbed his pink phone off his bedside table and sent Kelly a texthoping that she had a good night and that he missed her. He got a replyback saying that she had fun and was missing him too. David smiled atthat. For the week up to the wedding they had decided that they wouldn'tsee each other. So that when they did see each other on the wedding dayit would. I was feeling great as I drifted in my king sized tube. I refreshed my sunscreen and sipped another beer as I listened to the girls. A few hours of the laziest floating I had ever done later, one of the girls screamed. It was sharp enough to make me jump but not urgent enough to reach for my hidden 1911. I looked over at her just in time to see her tube bounce over something in the water and then begin to deflate. She bailed off of it and stood up in the shallow water. As I steered toward.