That couple was Henry and Josephine Carter, owners of the yacht. They would act as the total crew while trying to be as invisible as possible.As their...taxi arrived at the docks, Henry and Josephine were waiting to greet the Andersons. Stepping out of the cab Stan held the door open for Laura. Their driver, in the meantime, went to pull their bags out of the trunk.Stan turned to Henry and holding out his hand said, "Permission to come aboard, Sir."Henry smiled, instantly liking the young couple. “What are you teaching her now, Art?” Mom called from the kitchen table where she was working.“Everything, dear,” he called back, continuing to laugh.Alaina sighed wistfully. What would Dad say in a situation like this? How would he have handled it? “Dear, I could use your help with something!” She snorted. Yeah, he and Mom always relied on each other a lot.Maybe I’m looking at this from the wrong angle. Motivation. What’s Laura’s motivation? Why is she doing this? She took another bite of. Smith whole body on mine. She had moved her feet onto my knees. She was really fucking me hard. I reached around to put my finger in her ass. She screamed and had another big orgasm on my cock. Shelly tensed up and had her first orgasm on my finger. I pushed another finger deep inside her as her Step Mom fucked me inches from her. Both girls moaned. The trailer smelled of sex. After thirty minutes I tensed up with Mrs. Smith still on my cock. She put all her weight on me as I began to fill her. He stood aghast at the sight of youth in bloom, his rigid cock bulging with a dew drop of semen seeping from its end, a hint of the volumes to cum deep inside me, this man came to fuck and my knees weakened as he ushered me to the edge of the bed and made my kneel, my ass and pussy on display, as he fingered me, as a farmer checking his livestock.My shoulders sank as he fingered both my vaginal and anal cavities, his exploration of a girls sacred holes brought gasps from me, now powerless to.