Claymore, the elder, was quite the ladies man and, in his declining years, had become somewhat obsessed with sex. Because of that obsession, he had ac...umulated a rather substantial collection of erotic art and paraphernalia the pride of which was his massive collection of rare antique stag films and clips.Unfortunately, being somewhat conservative in both moral and religious views, neither his son nor daughter shared his affinity for erotic material. They also did not share their father's. In fact she seemed quite excited about it. After stocking up with perishables including crusty bread, we made use of the last of the ebb to head out about 5pm. Having contacted the coastguard ("Yacht Eirene leaving Harwich Haven for Lowestoft, eta about 10.00hrs") Thus it was 19.00hrs when we turned North-west. I showed Jenni the chart. We were crossing the shipping channel (very carefully) and passed close to the South Bawdsey Cardinal buoy. She knew about port and starboard (red and green). Then I felt some one slide under the sheets and didn't make anything of it and like most men we dream bout gorgeous women all the time making our cocks instantly hard and the perfume on the pillow just enhancing that thaught.So when I felt some lips on my cock I was sure it was a dream I was having it felt like the best blow job I've ever gotten and I shot my load in no time.Then to my suprise I still had a hardon since those lips never left my cock and I felt something familar my cock being. We had prowled the summer night, ghosting through the alcohol-fuelled parties, jealous, disapproving and lust-filled eyes all over me. Back home, I had stared haughtily into the lens of Felix’s camcorder, posed for him, lowering the tone as I teased, masturbated for his pleasure. As we fucked, the camera never left his hand, documenting the performance of his young Wife’s mouth, her pussy and her ass hole. Aroused at the memory, I slide the disk into the player, eager for us to relive the.