" It was getting on toward noon, now. It was a shame, he thought, that things had to be done on such short notice.In any case, it had been enough time... if not way too much. He'd slept in a little the day before and spent some quality time with Vicky, who had spent the night like the previous weekend, before showering, getting set and hitting the road -- south to on US-30 and taking it east, then south on I-75. It would have been possible to do the trip straight through in a long day -- he'd. Pan had slipped into the engineering spaces and was moving from cover to cover, keeping out of sight as he moved deeper into the bowels of the ship. It was taking longer than he had anticipated because the collision alarm had activated a lock down of all air-tight doors. He had to override each one locally, and then lock it again behind him to allow the next door to be overridden. There was no security process to do so, just a set of manual levers, but it was time consuming and he was exposed. He had resolved to just go back to his room and masturbate to his own thoughts, with his cock now a swollen, throbbing mess. As he started putting the stacks back in the fire safe, an envelope fell out. It was full of pictures. Likely, Jake thought, some old polaroids of his folks when they were kids. As he took them out, he realized the pictures were of his parents having HARDCORE SEX! “What the fuck?!” he thought, but he couldn’t look away! He closely examined each one. His mom blowing his. " Caressing her hips, I asked her, " Really? Does that mean that your husband is the only man, who has fucked you in your life?" She replied, " Yes, John." Pressing my erection further into her, I asked, " What was the size of his erect cock?" She said, " I do not know John." I said, " Tell me the length and thickness, approximately, Morgan." She replied, " Maybe around 5 inches in length and maybe around 1 inch in thickness." Nibbling on her earlobes, I asked, " Did you enjoy having your.