After dinner we made our way carefully back to the houseboat, that night Anne stayed the night with me leaving the guys frustrated in their beds for a...change. The next two days were busy as the river was low after the lock above Morgan and everybody had a job to do until we got to Berri, at our stop in Waikerie we moored early and relaxed on the top deck with welcome drinks happy to have only grazed one sandbar. The river at Waikerie is pleasant with high cliffs on one side unfortunately for. Pre cum was running out of my clit like a faucet had been turned on. Her hand and arm were so tiny it felt like I had a man’s cock inside me but better. Better because she had fingers with which she began stroking what I now know to be my prostrate. She held me in heaven like this for quite awhile. Just as I was about to cum, she grabbed hold of my whole prostrate and gently squeezed. This caused me to lose control and begin moaning and quivering and shooting cum all over her. When my cockette. I think because I'm pregnant our feelings are just stronger than they've ever been, old memories maybe." We only had each other most of the time, Mom and Dad were hardly ever there, and you're only three minutes older so shut up." Older and wiser, they still loved us Mark." I know that, you can tell by all the pictures they took of us when we were little, the albums full of them. I could hardly find any of Mom and Dad, just a few in the old car they had, they seemed to be traveling somewhere,. They still play for a bunt. Again the pitch comes to the outside edge of the plate. Smoothly Jeff drops the bat into bunt position, bunting hard to the right side of the mound. The pitcher’s momentum takes him away from the bunt. By the time he changes directions, the bunt rolls past him, as well as past the shallow first baseman. Alertly the second baseman had run to cover first base, but now watches the ball roll through his vacated position. With a sour look on his face, the short stop.