”I groaned and looked at Sarah, “You might not like what you find, sweet lady. It wasn’t very pretty.”Before I could utter another word, Sarah...was dragging me through the yacht. Something told me she was looking for a bed. I was very ambivalent about describing what I did, since it caused me to spend nearly 3 months in a psych ward. I’d started daydreaming again, but stopped abruptly when I remembered Sarah was probably ‘hearing’ every thought.She had the most adorable frown on her face,. It was all hi-tech, computer stuff. Cynthia didn't understand what it did, but Robert was ready."When we left for university Rosalind did a degree in fine arts and I did Mathematics. She decided to come home at the end but I was offered a job in London. I took it and it rapidly got bigger and better, as I thought at the time. I got married and I have three children. The problem was I never saw them, fourteen hours a day travel and work, work to do as soon as I got home, just about time to see. .." Her voice trailed off as her eyes locked on my crotch. She just kind of stopped dead in her tracks and stared at my hand, trying desperately to conceal the obvious. Mom looked up at me with a blank look and walked out of the room again."Fuck!" I thought to myself. She's REALLY pissed now. I went up to my room and sat on the bed, feeling like a total asshole. My cock was finally going soft when I heard a knock on the door. I sighed, and looked up."Micheal?" I heard Mom say softly through the. ”The words only drove him to a greater lust, yanking her hair and pulling her head back, his mouth crushing hers, his tongue shoved so deep in her mouth that he almost felt it go down her throat. His hands groped her naked breasts, going from one to the other, his fingers digging into the flesh as he squeezed and kneading them brutally.“Look at him go.”Sam’s naked ass rose up and down as he drove his body into her, using the bounce of the bed to fuck Belinda hard and fast, his cock churning.