I wonder what they would say if they knew what just happened in the bathroom minutes earlier. That even now, while I prepare their drinks, my pussy wa... filled with my sons cum! The thought brought a very naught idea to my head, giving me the perfect way to get back at my husband. I looked over to the living room, making sure they were all still pre-occupied, before sliding my hand down my leggings. I very carefully fingered my pussy, scooping out most of my sons creampie and dumping it into. "I offered, "You don't need to worry about it, sweetie. I send them packing myself, and the fame crap is dying down now. I doubt very much it's going to be an issue next week, let alone next year. It's just a temporary nuisance and not worth getting fussed about. I've got the two best girls already, so my life is complete. Next year most of the people hanging around us are going to be guys, trying to get close to you."Carol opinion of that was succinct, "HA! No guy can compete with you."On that. Giggle. "Am I still delicious?" Oh, yeah." I let HER kiss me again, her juices all over my face. She kisses all over my face. Giggle. "Yes, I am."Another thing she is – primed. I watch for a sign. After the previous conversation, maybe she wants me on top, possessing her. I feel her hand push me onto my back. No. I guess not.She wants to ride. I'm good with it. She's in control. She knows her second orgasm is there, all she has to do is get it. For her that means sliding back and forth, rubbing. Thus he found himself the next morning on the deck of the Carnatic, and eagerly inhaling the exhilarating sea-breeze. The pure air sobered him. He began to collect his sense, which he found a difficult task; but at last he recalled the events of the evening before, Fix's revelation, and the opium-house."It is evident," said he to himself, "that I have been abominably drunk! What will Mr. Fogg say? At least I have not missed the steamer, which is the most important thing."Then, as Fix occurred.