Later that day… I open the door and drop my bag inside the house. Climb up the stairs to undress and put my school clothes away, remove my bra and p...nties. I love to be naked, feeling the freedom. I reach for my nipples and pinch them. My thoughts drifting to daddy, remembering that day I saw him peeing and how nice his cock was. I reach between my legs and rub there, feeling my growing wetness. Thinking I was alone in the house, I take my dildo from the night stand; lay on the bed, my legs. Nadia shrieked again, but as she shrieked, he shoved the front of the piston like arm, with a dildo attached to it, into her vagina. Now she squealed, but she squirted a bit from the excitement.He chuckled a bit. “If you’re exited now, just wait, you’re about to go for the ride of your life, Nadia”.As he walked around the car, got it, and buckled his seat belt, he explained, “as I said, this is no ordinary car. The shaft inserted into your pussy moves in conjunction with the pistons of the. I sat and listened to them, and realized that one of the women was his older sister and that they had been traveling on the San Cristobel to Cartagena when she was captured.While the women worked on Carlos, I picked up the dead captain and carried him upstairs and stripped him. Tossing his body overboard, I did the same with the rest of the bodies so they were not in sight when the ladies came up. I figured that we could use the jolly boat to get everyone ashore.I had no idea how to get them. Mom looked at me with that almost-hit-by-a-truck look. I merely smiled.School was an arduous chore that day. I couldn't get my mind off my mom. She actually turned me on. I had a genuine case of the hots for my own mother. I thought about her body, especially her pussy. The feel of her pussy, even the smell on my fingers, lingered all day. I tried hard to recall every detail I'd seen in the faint light of the garage. She shaves her cunt lips. I saw and felt that much. I felt her pubic hair as.