I got to go to the sailing week the next year. It was great fun! Truly. The sailing was great and I was now regarded as an expert. I had girls and boy... hanging on my every bit of sailing advice. A young voice came up to me. “Hi Chris”“Hi, Fred, how are you. Enjoying the sailing?”“Do you know, I am. Our boat capsized yesterday, it was great fun. I’m taking our dorm room bible study. Seems I’m a responsible person now. I am sixteen after all”“Wow, time flies doesn’t it?”“Yup, Sixteen, nearly. Enjoy!Q: I'm sure you're aware that your son is listening in to you & your hubby fucking - does this turn you on even more ? Would you like him to join you both for a horny threesome ?A: Yeah I know that he's listening to us and it's a big turn on to me. At the beggining I was pretending I don't know about him but it's stronger than me. I love to fuck with husband, moan and scream, knowing my son is listening to us and enjoy it. Threesome? Definitely not. This is too far, and husband wouldn't. ........................................................Footnotes: 1. www.slaveregister.com Thanks to Tanos at the Slave Register (yes, it’s real) for allowing us to quote a genuine slave number, we’ll let you guess whose it is.CHAPTER 2 : A RETURN TO EARTH? : AUGUSTCAFE NEROCathy Corbin reaches the Caf? Nero in Brook Street at just after a quarter past twelve. She is out of breath and anxious. She said she would meet her friend Jenny half an hour ago and she hates being late.It’s a bright. The signal that the 20 minutes was up was that one of the lights above us would flicker, and as it began to flicker I felt a warm rush of sperm filling me deeper than I had ever felt a man before. I was still climbing to the most wonderful climax that I had ever felt. I felt John’s cock pulsing inside of me and I shuddered screaming, “YES, YES, ALL OF IT. YES, ALL, I WANT IT ALL!” Oh, it was the same words that I rehearsed. Only this time I ground my cunt hard against John wanting every drop of.