" Ben moaned as kissed up and down her legs, not missing a single spot."Ahhh, you're going to kill me!" Mom giggled as her son kissed her legs, workin... his was up to her thighs and she had a good idea what he was thinking. "I really need a good shower before you try that. I may be a little... well, let's just hold off on that for now. Maybe you can try again later." Mom smiled and she pulled Ben on top on her. "You are so wonderful. You'll never know how many nights that I've cried myself to. Don't you have anything a might hasher than water? Watered wine, ale, or rum, even grog will do the trick. They've had a rough time at sea and need something to relax."The barman shook his head. I'm sorry Captain, but the only other drink you might get on Brightland is some warm milk from a farmer. We have no need for strong spirits here."Margaret stepped over to the table with the antsy Sailors. They eagerly waited for her to give them 'the word'. 'The word' was not good. "Alright lads, let's. I stared at her beautiful, hairy pussy. The slit was well defined but partially hidden within the thick tuft of soft hair.Her pussy was pink and that soft color was highlighted and accented in the crease of her labis. Her lips were small and I could see where her slit disappeared between her legs. My heart raced and I had trouble breathing. I felt dizzy and tried to make myself leave. I was frozen then as I stared at her virginal pussy. Her mons was full enough that the shape would show under. I was at a loss for what was happening here…did she want to poke my eyes out herself? Anyway, I didn’t have much of a choice…I walked over to the gate in our fence, entered and walked over to the pool in Maria’s house. As I approached her, she hopped up and gave me a hug. “Holaaaa papi” she purred, adding: “how you been?”. “Ok…just been working my ass off” I offered, still uncertain of what she wanted despite her friendliness. “You work too hard…. sometimes you need to relax” she said. “I think.