I turned around to face the jets of water so they were spurting water directly onto my breasts, the warm water flowed down my slim body to where my ha...ds were teasing my pussy, it was like the water knew what I wanted and it was eagerly seeking out the right points to hit in order to send me over that edge once again. My mind was still replaying the events of my incest fuelled night of passion with my sibling. I was close&hellip,so very close. My body was tense and my mind felt numb, my hands. I couldn't believe, even as it was happening to me, that anything could feel so wonderful.But it wasn't until I felt my ass wink open that I actually started cumming. It was a hell of a thing, with that first contraction, a torrent of worms began to pour out of my pussy and ass. Thankfully, the ones emerging from my stomach were a little more leisurely in their birth, coming out just one at a time, and I realised then that these creatures were as benign as I thought. They'd never want to hurt. They were naked pictures of her that Richard had taken last week for Mr.’ Croswell. ?You’re just going to have to be satisfied with these for a few weeks.? Richard sighed as he took the photos from his wife’s hand. She quickly grabbed her suitcase and pulled it down off the bed. She extended the handle out so she could pull it along. ?Come on honey before we’re late.? Richard turned around and placed the stack of photos on top of the dresser and turned and followed his wife’s invitingly. . you get the picture?We had a north-easterly, which was pretty ideal, and plenty of water over the bar. That suited me just fine; I'm a cautious sailor. It was an easy exit, though Amy looked a bit green as we transited the uneven water over the bar. Actually, I dare say I did too. Anyway, we got clear of the estuary and Serenity settled to a much pleasanter rhythm. Amy easily picked up how to read a chart, and she picked up each buoy or marker in turn. We passed the Cork Sand buoy, going to.