The third young man, the red-headed pewter worker, was not asked about his religion and was glad of it since he would have hated to have denied being ...aptised Romish. He had even considered the priesthood at one time until he discovered that girls were much more interesting and easier to come by than a long cassock, church Latin and a dog collar."Have you mastered your mystery, then?" asked the purser, looking dubiously over his small spectacles."Indeed, sir, I 'ave," Michael Quinn answered,. "Well... ermm.. it's pretty hard to explain, but I've some sexual problems." Though our mother-son relationship has been pretty open, sex is one subject we never really have covered. "Whenever I see you or feel your touch, I have to... please myself really badly." I say and blush, noticing how she stops rubbing my hand and gets shocked for a half of second."It's normal behaviour of young male mind." She says as she looks at me. "Nothing to worry about, baby boy." I swallow and look up at her. . It all went well last night then?" asked Sandy, stroking the hair brush through her long, thick locks."Perfect. Just perfect! In fact," confessed Chris poking an earring through her pierced ear, "he was a real doll. Very mature and dignified and he didn't even try to kiss me! God, maybe I have bad breath or something," she chuckled, never loosing sight of her profile in the dressing mirror."That could almost get to be a drag," mused Sandy, with raised eyebrows. "That has never happened to me,. “Alex your hand please” Ellen said and I let go and felt my cheeks redden up and she looked around and giggled. “I am sorry” I replied and I took my hand away from the softest thing I have ever felt. Her boob felt so soft yet so perky in my hand and I could feel the slight trace of a nipple against my palm. We continued riding around and I saw I had a wet spot in the front of swimming trunks. Probably from pre-cum leaking out when we went over all of those bumps in the water.We finished our.