Anyway, I was at home chilling when 8:00 came and went. I got a text from Dayson at around 8:22 saying he was on his way. I grew a little bit nervous....I’d already freshened up and showered. Now, I was on my second glass of merlot. I had on mesh legging with star prints and a red stain robe. I waited on the couch for my best friend’s son to arrive. There was a knock at my door half an hour later.“Come on in, Day,” I said. “Have a seat.”He took a spot on the couch. “Where’s my present, Shawn?”“Oh. And pinched her nipples...making them grow...with each lick...l looked round....and saw Pam...wanking her boy....her eyes never left his face....his tool growing in her hand...with every thrust...he lent forward...kissed his mother....Pam...then rubbed his cock over her pussy lips...she started to ooze..cunt juice...all over John,s swollen cock...mom and son...were very close to entering the forbidden zone.both knew...that once that cock slides into her eager twat...you can,t turn back....she. The boat’s deck had to be cleaned. Everything had to be put away. There was trash to take to the dumpster.John Wallace, known as Jack by all of his friends and as Captain Jack by everyone else, had been hired as full-time captain of the boat. It was a rather cushy job that paid well, particularly for the work he would have to do. The expectation was that they wouldn’t spend that much time offshore, but when they did go out they would be out for days at a time. When he was on shore, his job was. Jess carefully made her way to the entrance on the building section. She was just able to make it without dropping the barrel. One more item was needed to put her plan into action. A quick search of the area netted her the metal pipe.Jess kicked the barrel over, spilling its contents and creating a small lake of oil. She backtracked to find Cole. He had managed to clear two more rooms but wasn't making much progress. She tried to make just enough noise to get Cole to follow her but not be.