It was there; limp as a dishtowel, yes, but back in attendance. No boobs, tiny or otherwise to fill a bra."I need another beer," I said.I shut the doo... behind me and swiveled closed the vertical blinds. I removed Mom's heels, glided down the hall to the kitchen, carried two beers along with me down to my bedroom--and stopped dead in my tracks. On my nightstand was Mom's 9" monster cock, along with a tube of KY Personal Lube. I stared at them openmouthed and blinking."Go ahead," she invited, and. " The sort of nothing that's something." Not now, Ted. Perhaps when we get back to Maldon."He slept eventually, and didn't know how long she lay there, breathing in his scent. She slept only fitfully and woke early, slipping out of bed carefully so as not to disturb him. So early was she, in fact, that she was able to get and note down the inshore weather forecast. As the time approached seven thirty, she took a mug of coffee and a bacon sandwich to the aft cabin."Oh seven thirty, Skipper. You. She had previously been in an emotional state and I didn't want to take advantage of that. So instead we both climbed into bed to continue a sublime make-out session. We were naked, rolling in the sheets, our lips, tongues and arms interlocked. But we were both getting tired, so she whispered, "If I drift off, I'm sorry. I'm just so tired." Her words made my heart explode with love as I knew she was in a peaceful enough state to sleep in my bed. She was warm, safe and happy. And off to sleep. I sucked hungrily and let out a low muffled moan. Just as Blake had shoved his balls in my mouth, Derek was ramming my hungry cunt harder, close to blowing a load inside me. I clenched my pussy around him, milking his cock, he shoved his cock in me one last time as I felt blow after blow of his juices. Blake pulled out of my mouth and lifted me up to be on Dereks lap as he crawled behind me. I felt the dripping of Dereks juices on my ass crack and flowing down my leg. I was moaning constantly.