“What do you mean” I queried “Well I’d like to spend it with Sophie & Emma, so do we go to them or invite them over here?” she continued. �...Hmmm” I mused “Where would we stay if we went across to Preston though – your old house is rented out now” “I’m sure Liz would put us up for a couple of nights” she replied “Or they could come over here – I’ve got three spare bedrooms don’t forget” I said “Yeah but I don’t think the girls would appreciate being away from their Dad” she replied “Well invite. We just can’t get there.’ Brian told everyone to go below and he would stand watch to see a passing boat that they could signal. Roger moved to the side of the boat and sat away from the girls. He felt that he should be on his good behavior. He had screwed up. He felt that anyone could have made the mistake that shorted out the radio but he also knew that he should not have been around a radio with a drink. But at least he wasn’t at the wheel when the boat sheared the prop. He would really have. So Mrs Jones then stood up, and pulled her knickers down, before kicking them off, then moving over my face, she turned away from me, and then lowered her pussy right down on top of me.I quickly stuck my tongue out, and her pussy clamped over my mouth and nose, and I began running my tongue up and down her wet red slit."Oh yes Robbie, lick my pussy!" she groanedFor a few minutes she just sat on my face, slowly grinding her wet pussy into it, and I was really enjoying the taste of cunt when. The look on her face as she starred down at my boxer shorts was just priceless. My cock was poking straight out."My heart was racing to hear more."Jennifer sort of smiled and looked at me. I saw her hands shaking and I reached out and touched her arm gently and told her to keep going and not to be afraid. I arched my hips up off the sofa again allowing her to slid my boxer shorts down. She bent down looking toward my feet as she pulled them down my legs. I really think she was afraid to look up.