Jillian asked, “No Kyle today?” Without looking away from the TV Cara shook her head and said, “He’s hanging out with a bunch of his friends ...oday. I’ll see him tonight.” Jillian took the hand I had d****d over her and casually put it on her right breast. …her nipple was hard as a rock. Any hope I had of letting my hard on dwindle was gone. …sigh… Cara glanced over at Jillian and said, “You guys have any plans after this?” She clearly saw my hand on Jillian’s breast and quickly looked. What I called a ‘cruise missile launcher’ was a simple large crossbow, built large enough to take a bolt that was ten to twelve feet long and eight or so inches across. With a set of turkey feathers in the back and a fire-hardened point in front, it didn’t have much range but it would pierce the hull-planks of any ship I’d seen yet. One shot had even broken a pirate ship’s mast. With water coming in the hull, their mast broken, and many of their crew injured or killed, they had surrendered. Bobby could feel the slight suction his mother was using, and then he felt her tongue begin the massage the sensitive spot on the underside of his cock, just behind the head. Then he felt one of her hands cupping his balls, gently rolling the sensitive spheres as she sucked him.Jenni was determined to give her son the best blowjob he would ever have in his life, and she could feel he wasn’t going to last much longer, so she released his cock from her mouth and wrapped her hand around it, then. ”“Well, it sounded like you got plenty last night,” Erika giggled.“I sure did, darling! I sure did,” sighed Mable dreamily. “I’m proud to say that Papa Bob really knows how to satisfy me ... in more ways than one. Truth be told,” said Mable lowering her voice as if they were in the presence of other people, “early in our marriage Papa Bob had a problem with finishing too soon. He would only be able to last a couple of minutes, and then ‘boom,’ he was done. It was so frustrating, but for the.