By mid-afternoon he'd gotten himself so turned around he was crossing his own tracks. He was hopelessly lost."God damn stupid. That's what." Then the ...irst half way smart thought of the day hit him. He lit uphill to the crest of the hill he'd been wandering. "By God. Somethin' oughta look familiar from here."Sitting cross legged on the ground, he put the sun to his back and looked out on a panorama of canyons, ridges and mountains. Which way is back? Which canyon leads home? Even from this. . and if I do it... there'll be no fine and you will be free immediately," Marie explained."Well," I said. "Do what they want. What's the holdup?" They want me to sign a paper..." That's all? What's stopping you?" I pleaded.Marie looked me in the eye and said, "Honey the paper says I agree to have sex with the captain and anyone else for 2 hours."Don't do it! I wanted to scream, but the thought of spending a week in jail here scared me so I remained silent thinking of alternatives. Stuck in a. After putting Claire to bed and getting out of my sick soaked clothes ,Claire asked for some water , without thinking i went back to kitchen in just my boxer's, i had forgot that Donna wa on the sofa which i had to pass to get to the kitchen. Just as i was passing i heard mmmmmm thats why she married you, i looked down and Donna was on the sofa lying down with only her head popping out, my boxers were only about a foot from her head as she laid there, i stood there with my 7 soft inchs hanging. I could already feel my cock start to swell. I gritted my teeth to try and quell my little man’s enthusiasm. I got on the bed and asked, “What do you want to practice?”“Reverse cowgirl. I think I might find that one to be quite entertaining.”I laid down and bunched up a pillow behind my head. Mom swung her leg over me and settled down on my boxer-covered cock.She asked, “Is this a good position?”“Yes, you are in the right spot.”Trying to keep some semblance of decorum, I asked, “What did I tell.