Grabbing his dick and jerking off shooting his load all over my girlfriends naked body. I am so horny ,pissed off, and jealous. He reaches up grabbing...a hold of The metal rails on the top bunk. Pulling himself up. He turns around light from the closet brushing his skin. He is now facing the window that I am looking through. His wet dick still fat and pulsating. Glistening with the juice of the girl I thought I would want to marry. He doesn’t see me as the light reflecting off of the window. That creek was nowhere near wide enough to allow us to turn around.I should have Erna’s Construction Company come down here and build a better dock while they dug a turning basin for us. Hell, we hadn’t even dug the turning basin at our shipyard! We kept starting higher-priority projects.When we came back to the creek the next afternoon, we had a captured pirate ship with us. Maybe having a woman onboard isn’t unlucky, it’s only bad luck to have a woman onboard ship when she’s kept unfucked for. I pulled the robe in the bathroom over my scanty sleepwear,put on my wig and a touch of makeup, and tiptoed down the staircase tothe kitchen in my stocking feet. Standing at the sink with her back tome was a large woman, with an apron tied over her shirtdress. She washumming a refrain from Don Giovanni in a deep voice.Of course the woman was Ron. I didn't want to embarrass him, althoughthe sight was so ludicrous that it was hard not to laugh. So I juststood there silently, waiting for him. .. was just a fantasy of yours. I mean, are you a mommy porn watcher. Is this your fetish or something? I don’t want to be just something to satisfy your kinky fetishes, David.”“Mom, are you serious? Well, short answer ... no, not at all. I’ve been attracted to all kinds of women, some young, some older. I love older women. But no, I’ve never had a mommy porn fetish. Look, Mom, this is totally about my feelings for you. I can’t explain them as well as I’d like at this point. But I assure you,.