He waslying under a sheet with a monstrous hard-on poking uplike a tent. He had my photo album, which Bobby likesto look at when I suck him.I opened t...e door and went in the room. I sat on theside of the bed and looked at the picture that hadcaptured Ray’s attention. It was the one of me in mybra with my back arched just as I was trying to un-hookit. That picture made my breasts stand out so theylooked like ice cream cones. I asked Ray if he liked mypicture, and he simply nodded. I asked. 'A bullet-proof glass box was on board, dating from before Henry Hargreaves's time, from the days when the old Emir used to stand on the bridge and was considered by security to be too good a target. They had built this glass box to protect him from assassination attempts, and somehow the Princess had heard about it. She had ordered the young bride to be stripped and put, blindfolded in the glass box, but strict orders had been given that she was to be left untouched.The Admiral had reluctantly. She was a fitness buff. Always riding her bike and doing cardio. She revealed a pair of bronze panties, a full cut not a thong like what Shelly was wearing. Then she kept drawing the nightgown up.She revealed her flat stomach. My dick throbbed in my little sister's hungry mouth. I saw the start of Mom's ribs. I groaned, so close to seeing my mom's tits. Lisa suckled away, her tongue fluttering up and down the slit of my cock. Then Mom pulled her nightgown over her boobs. She wasn't wearing a. Damon made a big show of pretending to take Grandpa Saul’s wine and sip it.“A very good vintage,” he said. “Napa Valley Cabernet, 2007.” We all started laughing again. The thing was, he was right!I couldn’t really call bedtime an ordeal. After all, I was sleeping in a big bed with six beautiful women. I’d stopped in my room, now Jack’s, after I’d read to the boys and got a pair of pajamas out of my bottom drawer. I’d cleared the top two drawers for Jack and the boys to use. I got them tucked in.