So we change in the bathroom, and the bed was plenty big. What could happen – what, my son would molest his own mother?So Sammy woke up next me the...second day of the cruise. I told my boy the facts of life, so to speak. I explained that I had talked to the head steward, but he could do nothing about the situation but bring in a folding cot. I mean, the place was spacious, for a ship, but the cot was not kosher, as far as my money was concerned. If we shared a bed, it would be like old. She paused the video, not wanting to miss anything, and she stood up to quickly run across the room. She unlocked the back sliding door, and pulled it open just long enough to let the dog in and shut the hot summer air back outside. He came trotting in, panting from the heat, and went straight to his water bowl. She quickly locked the door shut and ran back across the room. Her clit was throbbing, she needed to get back to touching herself. Shed been waiting literally all day for this. She. Kyle on the other hand was still wearing his shirt, but had already gotten rid of his pants. As Jenna lay there sprawled out on the couch studying his gorgeous body, starting with his soft flowing golden hair, tracing his broad shoulders, admiring his defined upper body outlined by his skin tight T-shirt, down to his firm ass that had been sculpted from years of soccer training, even farther down to his glistening legs that drove her mad, from head to foot his body was pure perfection. She. My body felt so alive, I was so deep, overwhelmed. I think it may have been one of the few times I was lost in deep subspace. I could feel the pain, the fullness in my ass, my pussy soaking the glove, my pussy lips, down my thighs, I was grinding, pushing, humping my hand. At some point I felt the toy slip out of my ass and Slick pushed it back in, he held it, hard, the whacks coming fewer now, on my thighs, the lower part of my cheeks where it was the fattest. I love being spanked there!!.