"You have one minute to collect what you want," Casper said."No, no," Matilda muttered, sinking away from him. "What's going on, poppa?" she addressed...her father. "Why are these men trying to take me?" But her father just looked away from her and didn't answer.Coward, Casper thought. Matilda just stood there, looking about the room, as if she could read an explanation from their faces."Minute is up," Casper said, grabbing for Matilda. Her hand snaked out and grabbed up a small book sitting on. What time will they be available?”She begins to get my particulars, and says, “Come back about three and they will be ready for you.”I ask, “Is there a Ross or similar clothing store around here?”She gives me excellent directions for the store then I return to the truck and tell them, “Our rooms will be ready at three, so until then we need to get some clothes for you to wear.”Mira, Ira and Yasmeen all complain, “Ben, we can’t go into a store dressed like this.”Shit! I hadn’t thought of that. Debris was scattered about it. The tree trunk had floated away. I wonder if the rental fee stops when the boat sinks. If so, how do I prove when it happened?He turned toward the dock and floated upright in the water. He gave a long, sharp whistle and watched Alyson scramble to her feet. He held the spare vest at arm's length and swept it from side to side overhead: once, twice, three times, stopping with it overhead and then lowering it straight down. She waved and scrambled to the cabin to. Mom strokes me different than my aunt and I have had both stroking me at the same time.The other night as my aunt was holding us, with Mom enjoying stroking my cock and started going faster. As she did, I slid my hand under the water and began to fondle her hard clit as she began to moan, I looked and saw my aunt and mom passionately kissing, with my aunt pinching Mom’s nipples. I then slid a finger into Mom’s pussy and began to finger fuck her with two fingers. She continued to stroke me.