She is staring at my shorts. Her hands have disappeared under her shirt and I she her grasp for her bra lock. I slowly stroke my dick through my sho...rts. She slips her bra off and pulls it out from under her shirt. Two nipples immediately poke through her shirt. I can see her eyes glazed over. The moaning behind me on screen is increasing. She notices her nipples and she starts circling them with her fingertips. I do the same with the tip of my cock still caught in my shorts. I pull my shorts. I told her that I've wanted to fuck you since I was in middle school. Little did I know, she's wanted to fuck you, too, but, well, we'll call them on the cruise this weekend, you can ask her yourself. They've got their iPad with them and we can Skype them on video."I told her fine, that we would but I was still seriously skeptical about all her talk about Mom knowing and Mom wanting to fuck me, too. Beth, as I remembered her, didn't have an overactive imagination but this really seemed. "I bet you've had lots of practise with other guys...?" He asks in his sexual moans."Yes sir, I have." I answer honestly."Bet you've never had a cock as good and tasty as this one though, have you?" He continues."No sir, no other cock is as good or tastes as yummy as yours." I softly moan my answer to him."You're such a naughty little cocksucker who loves nothing more than a good cock to suck on." He states."Yes sir." I reply, feeling quite proud of that assumption."Aren't you so lucky to have. ” She handed me a copy of the Lifestyle section with a circle around a review of the Tuesday night show. It was generally favorable and didn’t give unequal space to the three acts. It had the broadcast times for our New Year’s Eve show. In all, it looked pretty innocuous.“Apparently, they liked the show,” I said. “That’s good, right?”“Now look at this,” she said. She turned the page to the Opinion section. “Have Marvel and Hopkins Gone Too Far?” a headline read.“Oh, shit,” I breathed. The.