As soon as Jim Barret, the captain of Parrot Fish, said that he had to go back to base and gave his reason, there was dead silence from the other ship... Then, "You are not water-breathers like us?" No, we breathe oxygen directly from the air. We are down to a two-day supply, so we are required to return to our base for resupply. Please excuse us. It has been a pleasure meeting you, and we would like to talk some more. Where would be a convenient place for us to meet?" Air-breathers are too. She was referring to the winter festival that the town threw every year, to showcase the arts and crafts and other things."You mean the festival? Sure, wouldn't miss it. Want to go with me?" I asked."Can't. Dad is running a booth this year, and I have to work it. You could always stop by and visit though," she said with a sigh."I still don't know why they have to do it in the winter. A nice spring festival would be better. They could get rides and stuff," I groused."Hey, it's a business thing.. She looks quite young and enjoys her sex life whenever my father is at home. I know it because I have heard her moans coming out of her room at night. I didn’t admire her sexually until I was addicted to milf porn. After thinking of my mom’s image, my dick started becoming horny. She use to wear suit salwar at home and saree outside. She would do her household work in a suit salwar and I would get a glimpse of her sexy body.Then I started to masturbate thinking of my mom nude. But I knew that. They’re great – she loves them,” enthused Marianne, toying with his sloppy cock.A pleasant satisfied smile rolled over Col’s face as he watched the downsized mum smooth his foreskin. Megan rolled and stretched and moved Marianne’s legs so she could get her face into her crotch. Col’s girlfriend lazily lapped at Marianne’s cunt, letting Col idly play with her own hairy pussy as he revelled in the sweet dreams of success and the way his plans were developing and extending his bank balance.In.