" I knew that is what teenage boys his age really wanted. It wasn't just about sex, they wanted blow jobs and to have that person pleasuring them or...lly swallow their load's. Good thing I loved to swallow. My son took his hands off of my tits for a few moments so he could pull his underwear the rest of the way off. As he wiggled around working them off I held his cock in my hand and began to jerk him off. I wanted to pleasure him just as he was giving me pleasure. I stroked his hot hard. Shecame all over my cock and dripped down my balls into the toilet.She got off and I laid her on her back on top of the toilet. Istarted to lick her pussy using two fingers than three. I slapped mybig cock on her entrance and it easily slipped in again. She criedout again with another orgasm as I reached up and g****d the handlesto fuck her harder. For the next 20 minutes I slammed her pussyharder and harder as she screamed. I finally could not takeanymore. My knees were shaking. I dismounted. She headed for the galley and didn't immediately see their trespasser. When she turned away from the galley, however, she gasped, stepped across the space and shook the girl's shoulder."Who are you? What are you doing here?!"The result was predictable; Nadiya curled up into a ball and retreated into the corner formed by the bulkhead, hull and seat, whimpering. "Pozhaluysta, ne delayte mne bolʹno! Ya budu khoroshim, ya obeshchayu!"Pippa immediately pulled her hand back, but squatted to bring her. I lifted the front edge of the pad and found a small post-it note with four alpha-numeric eight digit codes. I tried the last one and the computer obligingly let me in.I opened her mail box and found nothing in the inbox. She had created a number of files, all of them seemingly related to her business. I began to systematically go through each one to see if I could find anything of interest. It was a tedious business, but I stuck with it. At length, I opened a file marked Ginny and found a.