”He puts pants on to cook breakfast. I’m glad. Since yesterday I have a vested interest in assuring that those bits don’t get hot bacon grease s...lashed on them. A couple of cheese omelets and some toast appeared. We talked about plans over breakfast. The first step was getting the boat back to the park so I could get my car.Boat handling is something I’m getting comfortable with. It’s an outlandish craft, a big, floating rectangle with a ridiculous antiquity of an engine. He starts it. It warms. ‘Well, what about your folks, can you move back home?’ I asked, trying to be a calming voice to her obvious fright. ‘Hah,’ she snorted, ‘You mean the folks who were pissed off that I inherited Gram’s money and was going to waste it in college when they could have used it for booze and cigarettes!’ ‘Sorry.’ I said quietly, instantly feeling bad that I had asked. It had seemed like an obvious question but as I sat there, I realized that in trying to calm her, I made it worse. Glad I hadn’t. I exploded into a glorious orgasm. Brian told me later that I cried out and almost jumped off the bed as I convulsed, that my hands tore at the sheets, and that then my body stretched out and stiffened before collapsing as if I had run a marathon. I do know that I was slightly hoarse when I came back to our world, covered in a light coat of perspiration, trying to focus my eyes. They didn't obey me for quite a while. Then I noticed that my muscles ached and that I felt pinned to the bed like an. He dropped his towel, and his heavy cock swung and flexed as he reached for her. Needing no instruction, Vivian rolled onto her stomach and crawled toward James. As she got close, he lifted his member and guided it into her mouth. James began to slowly and rhythmically drive his cock over his lover’s tongue. She could feel it filling to its full hardness once again. When James pulled his cock from her lips, Vivian looked directly at their guests. As if there was some unspoken permission, the.