Was that possible? I didn't know. All I knew was, my dick was now hard as a rock. There is no way Mom didn't feel it. My shaft was placed right betwee... her cheeks. Very thin swimming trunks and Mom's bikini panties were the only things between my hard dick and her pussy. I looked around. Nobody noticed anything. Most of the people on the boat were facing away from us. Pretty much everybody was looking out onto the ocean. I saw some lips move, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Nobody. " Of course not. You're my life." You're mine. What did they say afterwards?" I kind of suggested I have a harem. They wanted to join. They joked." Did they?" I'm not going to wave a flag of victory like some egotistical Casanova." I know. It's why they suggested it. What other praise?" Laura complained all the good ones are taken when I cooked them omelets." Ah, the seducer at work." I felt like a Sheik when they fed me in bed. Debra suggested it. It preceded the rape." You described Laura.. I need to take half of it to get the part. "Well man, it's your body. And I'm loose enough for you any size you'll be. It's your choice." "I guess…" We finished the conversation and I left for my own apartment, the thought of the pills in my bag so prominent in my head I didn't notice as I bumped into a young guy near my apartment, knocking him to his feet. "Oh dude, I'm so sorry" I say as I hand him an arm. "It's ok" He says in a foreign accent, as he grabs my hand and picks himself up. He is. Denise is exact about everything. And everything has to be done exactly her way. She stays in the bathroom until she has dried and styled her hair and done her makeup just right, then she saunters back to her room displaying her beauty to us all. I guess I have to admit that, unlike me, she really is beautiful.I told her she was hogging the bathroom and she told me that it was the only place with the proper lighting for her to do her makeup. I told her that she didn’t need proper lighting to.