But there are other things we can do too, like have a tickle fight! I pushed her down onto the bed and clambered on top of her and pinned her down, ti...kling the heck out of her. She began giggling like a schoolgirl. I was grinding my vagina into her shorts, making sure to arouse her. Mark! Mark -stop. MARK I said STOP – PLEASE! she said, but the damage was done, she was hard again. I stopped tickling her, leaned back and looked at her. She was flustered and obviously aroused. I have a problem. Let me do it my way now’. I went back on my back. Now Smita was frantically caressing mom. Without any instructions, she started moving her figures over mom’s pussy from behind. Mom started moving her hips, while she was still sucking me. Her saliva was spreading all over my dick and balls. I started getting hard-on. My dick was growing gradually in mom’s mouth.Due to Smita’s fingering, mom was also getting hot. She had already started letting out moans. After ten minutes of her sucking, I was. When anyone knows something, we will let you know. For now, it is a waiting game. We are monitoring her very closely.”If the man-in-the-machine’s lab equipment can’t find any signs of what is wrong with her, then we will just have to wait.This waiting sucks!For the rest of the night and into the morning, when her mom arrived to sit with her, I was giving sponge baths, helping change beds, taking temperatures, and even changing diapers. Tonight, they had two nurses on duty for the night shift,. "Now toss all of your clothes overboard, you will not need them this weekend anyway," and they bent down and all tossed them into the sea. The wind was cold, the spray from the sea biting at their bodies, but the captain brought them brushes and buckets, he filled each with water and tossed it onto the deck and one by one, each slave got on her hands and knees and washed the deck. The captain was admiring the view of the tits swinging, small ones, medium size and pendulous breasts as the.