Some two weeks after leaving Cadiz we sighted a smudge of smoke on the horizon that indicated the port of Livorno. During those two weeks I had come t...o admire the seamanship of Captain Montalbano and his crew.The Mediterranean Sea has practically no tide, and entering and leaving harbour calls for extreme skill, with the captain of the vessel having to judge to a nicety when to deploy and furl sails — repeatedly, and with great precision and speed — sometimes coasting under virtually bare poles. .. but, well ... let's just sit here for awhile and enjoy this ... it's really nice over here". Myron proposed. Mona unwillingly accepted her nervous husband's proposal for now. For her, it was too much of a hassle to persuade him to do anything else. "At least I got him to come to this picnic". she thought.As Myron and Mona sat there in almost complete silence, it was clear to Mona that her husband was beginning to get a bit nervous. He kept looking over his left shoulder towards the crowd in. She was terrifically hot and juicy, even more so than the horny music teacher. And the mere idea that he was fucking his own beautiful, voluptuous mother raised his lust to a frantic pitch. Sheila was jerking furiously up against her son's big cock now, loving the feel of helplessness as she strained against the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles.All the while, Mark clasped his naked fifteen-year-old daughter from behind, playing with her tits and nudging his enormous stiff prick against. We being in such a sensuous session, never even noticed our phones vibrating. She then thought of looking in the rooms, whether there was someone there. She tried the boys’ room only to see that it was locked. Then, she tried the girls’ room and since the door was open she tried to sneak in so as to not to disturb me if I was sleeping, only to find me and Rakesh.I had just taken Rakesh’s hard dick out of his pants and I heard a moan. I looked sideways and saw Sakshi with her hands in her panty.