He was pulled from his thoughts as his step-mother grabbed his shoulderin a vice like grip. Her sharp nails painfully digging into hisshoulder. "Co...e on! We need to get out of this rain," she ordered."But.....but the...the burial isn't finished yet," he protested."No buts...he's buried or soon will be. I want to get out of this rainand stinking black wet dress as soon as I can. So move it or I'll tanyour hide," she barked.Peyton wanted to balk but knew that he didn't have the strength to. ▪ Leave the lights on to undress.▪ Undress in the daylight in the presence of your mate.▪ Touch him 'there.'▪ Allow him to touch you 'there.'▪ Touch yourself 'there.'▪ Move during 'that.'▪ Allow him in the bathroom when you are there.▪ Complain if he uses his hands on himself ... be grateful he has left you alone.▪ Recognize he has 'outside' interests. He is not in your bed.Mom could NOT have learned sex was evil at home ... seven sisters and a brother ... Grandmother Bleeker evidently loved. Bryan helped me onto his boat and I felt like a child full of wonder as he gave me a tour of the beautiful vessel. He claimed it was even sea worthy but for now he would use it to cruise Lake Griffon until he had to relocate. The deck seemed oddly deserted to be so well kept and I wondered if a crew was necessary to sail this thing. We walked to the starboard side and looked out across the water. I looked up at the stars and moon and wondered if they could sense my need for this man. Bryan. I couldnt believe it. Bryan's cock was in my mouth. And I had never tasted something as delicious as him or his sticky precum. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time I lost control of my inhibitions and I began to slide his warm hard cock in and out of my mouth, Licking the head in circles as I did so. He moaned, “Augh Tristen...” That was all the motivation I needed, and I began to suck faster. Periodically pulling it out of my mouth and licking it from the base to the tip while looking up.