“Well, you must have gathered enough cum to last you a month.”Faoril's eyes opened. “I guess.” Her words were dull, slurred. Her eyes bleary. ...he yawned and sat up. “I'm filthy.”I nodded my head. “Yeah, being gangbanged by a crew of pirates will do that.”She nudged one with her foot. He groaned and opened his eyes. “You drained me, wench. Ain't got nothin' left fer you.”“I need to bathe.”“Can't use the fresh water,” he said. “But I can pull you up some buckets of saltwater. Least I could do. .. did a little while ago," he said clearly confused by her modesty.Linda sighed, realizing that she was being very inconsistent at best. "I'm sorry ... I mean ... I ... we ... it is hard for me." I know and I'm sorry, Mom," he said seriously. "You don't hate me, do you?"Linda said, "Of course not." But ... I ... I took ... advantage of you," he said, clearly distressed now."No, Andy, you didn't. What happened was ... was mutual. We can discuss it later," Linda said, not wanting to have this. “As I said before I’ve never done this. I bought the oil for something else but I’ll put it to good use.”Beth opened the baby oil bottle and squirted oil on the top of her breasts as well as a healthy amount on his cock making the surfaces slippery. She rubbed her big titties as Steve watched the oil drip off her nipples. Beth rubbed it into his cock making it slippery with the lubrication. When Beth finished she stopped again as Steve was beginning to go past the edge again.Beth smiled, her. But how?A peephole in the wall? No, hard to do, hard to fix after. Hide in the closet? No way.After I had read that email, I simply could't get the image out of my mind. My naked son, on his knees between Melissa's legs, guiding himself into her for the first time. Yes, and then going like teenagers do, and best of all, watching them both come to orgasm, that most intimate moment a couple shares. I wanted to witness their first.Then, I saw it. Right there. Robbie had a video camera set up for.