”“OK. Tell ‘em now and send ‘em to lunch. Try to start before one and send ‘em off for the weekend by five.”“That’ll work.”“OK. I ...ant to go over the Charleville detail plats.”The surveyor’s maps showed the tracks running into Charleville, arcing to the south (towards Cunnamulla), and a siding to the south bending east. The station was beyond the siding, and there were sheds and a house indicated (or sketched). The river was a bit further west. Hmmm. Quilpie would be another 150 miles west.. I realised I was starting to get aroused again, and started to gently stroke my cock. I noticed Barry doing the same.I moved his hand out of the way, and started to stroke and rub him, feeling him harden in my hand. I was getting hard too. I knelt on the bed, over his groin, then lowered my heads towards his cock.Cupping his balls in my hand, I started to lick his cock from balls to tip. Gently tonguing the slit, tasting the cum that remained. Gradually the taste changed to the sweet pre-cum. “Honey. I’m sorry, before, when we were in bed. Shreyas came in. I had to.”He knew instantly what she was talking about. He tried to hide his disappointment, but she could feel it in him.“It’s ok mom, honestly, it’s ok.”“Oh Honey, you are such a good boy, and you are my young man.”She tightened her arms around him, and she felt his arms tighten around her, and they relaxed into one another.“Honey, if you like. I can. you know.”“Really mom? Here?”“No, not here, I don’t want to wake Shreyas. I. And yet, he is surprisingly polite, even gentle, when dealing with Emma and I. Also surprising is his nimble mind. He, alone, is able to converse with me in my native language and on a wide variety of subjects, giving me the impression that he has the background of a scholar. When the needs of survival become less pressing, I will make it a priority to open a deeper conversation with him. Gavin McCross, another of the ship’s crew, is another enigma. He calls himself a cowboy, and hails from.