I hope it connects with the sea otherwise there's no sense getting on the boat.Belinda marched up to the medium sized building. She was about to knock...when the door flew open. A woman stood in the doorway. She wore a burgundy tunic and black pantaloons that tucked into knee-high boots. Her dark brown hair was shoulder length and styled off the face. Twin screams rent the air as the women saw each other. Tammi heard this and frowned. Oh great, Belinda didn't say anything about her and her. I’m head of this family now, and you’re my bitch, same as Dad and everything else. Are we clear, Mom? By the way, I love your ass!” I taunted Mom as I pounded her, pulling hair as I did it to add to the sense of being taken and dominated by me.I wanted Mom to know that she was my slut now, just like everyone else. My words only made things worse, though Dad was a bit too distracted to hear me, given the blowjob that two of his sons were giving him just then. His dick was slightly sore, but. This, I assumed, was "the bikini area" the ads had mentioned."Brenda, please come over here and stand behind Dee." She did as I told her, quickly but nervously. "Closer," I commanded, and she pressed herself into Dee's back. She slid her hands around her body, holding her just below her chest, as if doing so was very natural. Dee leaned back into her slightly, and Brenda's hands rose to cup and squeeze the full breasts, lightly flicking the clamps with her fingertips.I was still wearing my suit. The housekeeper handed her a neatly written note that informed her that the best man was "in town" and would be coming to see them all on Saturday night. She was glad he was coming out to help her husband with the business because she was a bit worried Jimmy had bitten off more than he could chew just like on the disastrous wedding night and her disappointed pussy.The exam the next morning was a breeze for her because her teacher Igor might be a terrible leech when it came to inebriated females.