With Alya arriving on Saturday, he had plenty of other thoughts to occupy him. Worries, more precisely. He still didn't know how he would manage to ke...p things civil when he was so opposed to Alya's very existence. She was an affront, an insult to him and everything he stood for. As the week passed and the weekend drew nearer, he found himself feeling more and more on edge, uptight and even occasionally grouchy.Allison had a talk with him every night, trying to make him see reason. It usually. Her warm breath melted my cock inside her mouth as her sloppy mouth got spit hanging off her chin; she kept staring at me saying “does your mom suck your cock like this?” “is your mom this nasty?”I couldn’t hold a breath long enough to say anything, she grabbed my cock and ran her mouth along the length of my cock before taking my balls into her mouth. I could feel her tongue begging to my cum to feed her, she brought her mouth around and dropped a mouthful of spit along the length of my cock,. Com.) “How will I get home now?”The bearded guy laughed. He stood up and said, “I think we can arrange something.”We?I spun around looking for his friend, who I had assumed was still down in the boat. But he wasn’t. He was leaning against a tree, cupping his crotch through his bathing suit. Squeezing.“How far away you live?” he said. “Corinth,” I said. “That’s some drive,” he said. “I think I’ll need a nap first.”The bearded guy laughed again. “Looks like we got ourselves a cabin boy,. "James," she put her arm around her son, enveloping her boy in her moist warmth, "perhaps you should go to bed, darling. You look positively whipped. You'll feel better after a good nap." Euh," he mumbled. "G'd 'dea." Head spinning, he shuffled towards his room, trying to make sense of everything he'd seen thus far.Amber watched her handsome son go, wearing an almost predatory look on her face.Some time later, James woke up, feeling much better, if still a little muzzy headed. It was good to be.