He was harrier than the Sophomore guys I'd seen shirtless during gym class. Jeff's mouth left my pussy and within a few seconds I felt my lips spread ...part as he started pushing his dick in. I started to moan with Brad's dick in my throat as he turned around to see what Jeff was doing. Brad turned back to look at me. "You like that, Hayley?" I nodded my head as I continued to suck his dick. "Yo Brad, I don't want to stare at your ass while I fuck her." Brad started to laugh as he climbed off me. ?" The question died on his lips as she came round the side of his chair and he caught sight of her for the first time. The colour drained from his face as he recognised his lover from thirty five years earlier.Dressed in a shapeless pair of oilskin trousers, a baggy, nondescript, somewhat grubby sailing sweater, the iron grey hair topped off with a Breton sailing hat, she leant forward, gently closed his mouth and said, "I'll get some of this gear off while you get me a drink - Tinner's like. " Holding one hand to his chest, he took a long deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Good God Mom, knock or something."Paula moved over behind her son and hugged him as he reached up squeezing her arms in response. She grabbed a chair and sat down next to him. After draping an arm around and over his shoulder, she peered at the screen while resting her chin on the other. "What's the problem mister? Maybe your ole computer illiterate mom can help."Darren smiled to himself, his life was returning. We request immediate assistance from any ship in the area.” The ship then sent its sector and co-ordinates in the sector.“Mayday!!!...”, the distress call went on, repeating itself.“Mother, stop message replay, save simulation program, plot intercept course to the Beverly, and report time to intercept of the Beverly at flank speed.” For a change, I was winning big against all three women, so I saved the program and I immediately went to the bridge.Mother replied, “Done. Done. Intercept course.