When she was kneeling to dry my legs, she also paid careful attention to my tumescent cock, at first only with the towel, then with her hand and the t...wel, and then with her mouth. After several erotic thrusts where she took me completely into her body, she pulled away.Lisa looked up at me with questioning eyes, “Too slutty? I don’t want to do anything to displease you or make you think that I haven’t reformed.”I whispered to her, “Just right; erotic, not slutty. You’re a dream.” I let her. I wonder what my cum would look like on her pale white skin because of how little contrast their would be. Would it be hard to see? Would it run down her face? Would it neatly hang in thick ropes from her tear drop tits? Wait, what do her nipples look like? I digress...I was forewarned about the mountain of dirty laundry in the main floor bathroom. It ended up being a much smaller pile than I had imagined. When I walked into the bathroom for the first time tonight, I immediately noticed a gray. The night before both had been insatiable. Ken had been hard put to put out those fires in their bellies. He finally did in three hours.The next morning the alarm clock went off at 5 am. The girls jumped out of bed and put on their clothes and left for their galley. Ken dressed leisurely and went up on the bridge deck. It was going to be a nice south Florida day. Dozens of charter fishing boats were heading out to fish the Gulf Stream. Several large ships were going or coming in the. Still, since mom and auntie insisted, I bought the tab and sat on the sofa.Mom and aunt sat on my either sides. Mom’s bra covered tits were pressing against my right elbow and chest while auntie just rubbed her naked thighs peeking out of the slit in her top on my short covered thighs. At first, the photos were quite normal, mom was looking beautiful in the saree. Then came some in salwar which had some cleavage show. My talent in accentuating her tits was visible. The aunt was getting aroused.