It was all suddenly too much for me. I just put my head down into my arms on the desk and started crying. I went for about five minutes before someone...noticed. When Mrs. Taut put her hand on my back and asked what was wrong, I looked up at her and accidentally looked in her eyes. The brief contact with my horror and sorrow made her gasp. She still didn't understand why I was crying, but she knew I was becoming so lost in grief I would be a danger to myself. The thought hadn't formed in my own. She must be cleaning the room for some while now as there was sweat all over her body. Before I started fucking my aunt and mom I must have fucked at least 30-40 prostitutes. None of their body odors can be compared to the way my goddesses smell when they are sweating. Especially my mom. I used to simply ask her to remove her blouse after she is done with her house work and lick her arm pit. It used to be highly erotic.Coming back to story my aunt was sweating all over the place especially. Mommy Adriana started to masturbate his cock. Slowly,gently, deliberately and using both hands. Just when George felt hisclimax start, Mommy Adriana quickly took her hands away. George managedthree or four bursts of ejaculate. But his orgasm had been ruined. It wasincomplete. His cock was still throbbing when Mommy Adriana replaced thecock cage, forcing his still semi-hard cock back into the cage. Withoutsaying a word, she lay back down next to him and fell asleep. George waswild with desire.. And we can take care of ourselves."The captain regarded the four momentarily, then his wrinkled face brokeinto a wide grin. "Aye, I suppose you can at that."The longboat had already been lowered into the surf and the heroes gavethe captain and crew a quick salute before clambering down the ropeladder into the boat, where a few crewmen waited to take the groupashore. As the captain and the rest of the crew watched from therailing, the boat slowly and silently glided across the calm water ofthe.