Not to mention that they cost about twenty-five dollars a night. Still, they did have showers and nice restrooms.There was one other thing about that ...eek. On Thursday I decided I had better call my parents and let them know that Tyler had left us. I didn't want them finding out from, say, my uncle. I had dreaded this task but surprisingly it turned out not to be too bad. I made the call about six in the evening when I knew they would both be home. After about a thousand questions and answers. He was conscious of his own good fortune in matters of money and he knew that many excellent captains were not as lucky. With another inward sigh, he let the steward ladle pea soup into his bowl. He would be feasting on his own fine cabin stores with his officers had it not been for Masters’s invitation.From then on, the evening dragged along, only sparsely enlivened by a conversation that revolved around the damp weather, the latest news from the fleet, and – strangely – the poetry of Lord. With me being so busy trying to get clothed I never heard her coming in and didn't realise that she had popped into the shower down stairs. My mind was on how to stay standing in these four inch heel's. I started to decent the stairs, making sure to hold onto the wall as I did so as not to break my neck. I was thinking what a lovely surprise she'll get when she walk's into the sitting room to find me ready and waiting to fuck the living daylights out of her. I was near the bottom of the stairs. "You wanna suck on something, Ill give you something." Gina said maliciously. She reached under her micromini skirt and unbuttoned the leather harness and then pulled it out from underneath. On the harness were 2 dildos, an eight inch black one that had been in her bald pussy and a giant ten inch red monster that she had up her ass for last few hours. Without waiting, my mother started sucking on the red dildo and slurping on my wife's anal juice."And you! What's wrong with you?" she asked me..