I then started to experiment to see if she was for real so I just started moving a little bit to the music, some late night dance mix on a pop station...and started with my shoes and socks, very subtle and sexily. And she seemed to like it as she sat back against the head board on the bed and spread her legs cocking an eyebrow up at me. I got more excited and hard as she did this, and I then removed my shirt over my head and threw the shirt at her face. And to think I was getting this far with. Tyler had long set up spy cameras in his parent’s bedroom, and his mom’s bathroom. He jacked off daily to her naked showers, and even to her having sex with his dad. He’d imagine that he was the one fucking her mercilessly. Soon, simply watching his naked mom didn’t interest him anymore, he knew he had to have her. His mind was corrupted by stories on the dark web, including my own with my sister. He was convinced that he was going to make his hot mom his sex slave. She was definitely stupid. Russian ink studio. Max was from aboard we will say… Kool accent and laid backed. Nice 6’2 built 30 dirty blond with the Build of a Viking. I sat and watch women just bounce of him like bullets as we shot pool together. You must be married too. I told him..he laughed and said that why I’m hanging out with you at a Stripper club shooting pool. Russian/European tipsy accent…lol. Instead of Fucking these America slut puppies in one big orgy in My hotel Room!! Max throws his hands around in a. The new island was named Felice Point.We sailed back out and went further north noting that the destruction was worse and then began to slack off before we reached San Francisco. We pulled into Frisco Bay and could see that, while it may not have had a tsunami, the earthquake was there. The Golden Gate Bridge was missing and the opening of the bay at that point was wider. We could see the south side pylons of the bridge but the rest was gone. We returned to open water and set our bow south.