We met at about noon. My wife introduced us shortly before entering his car. That was the last time I heard his name.He drove us to the beach. They we...re sitting in the front and I was in the backseat. Jenny was asking him questions about his life. He had a poor family. So he had to work from a young age. He was twenty-six now, a few years younger than us. He was single, never had a long-term relationship, nor had he wanted to. The last information was the opportunity that Jenny was waiting. The only thing that had kept her from asking was the presence of the glowering Dennis—which no longer was an issue. ‘Yes, certainly. And thanks. I haven’t any plans, actually. I’m very much in a ‘winging it’ phase these days. Just taking each day as it comes.’ ‘Remember that when you go in to see your mother,’ Angela said, her face returning to its serious mode. ‘We’re all taking it as each day comes now. Your mother no less than others.’ Promising to be along to Angela’s house in no more than. Don't let this become too much for you."Colleen jumped in. "Rebecca, it's going to be Ok. If you are worried, then go with Daddy and Mother this morning. I'll go with Brian and make sure he doesn't overexert himself. We'll go and come back fast, and then we'll be together on the ship."Rebecca looked skeptical but unwilling to be parted from us. Being scared might have been part of it. She probably felt like she'd be more in control being with us, than if she were on the boat, worrying about us.. “are you wet?” Mmmm she groans before removing my cock from her mouth and replying with a “yes Master” her fingers worker faster now on her clit little moans escape from her mouth my cock blocking any coherent words. I kneel down between her spread legs a hand on each of her knees forcing them wider apart, her fingers still rubbing her clit, I haven’t told her to stop, good girl, pushing them back into her wet pussy to come out slick with juices to continue on her clit. I lean in planting.