Do you now understand why you and I ... have trouble working this out? Bullshit excuses. Plots to control me. Late confessions. Twists and turns every...where. It comes down to trust and the loss of it. Have you told the girls about this?” I asked Felicia, even as she kept kissing my body and soaking my cheeks with her tears.“No, not yet. Look, Armie, I’m really sorry. Can we please ... can we please just let me finish my time as your girlfriend on a positive note? I’ll be your slut, your sex. All attention shifted to me. I took a deep breath, spat into my palm, and started pumping my fist on my cock. I kept my eyes on it, watching the purple head. Heat was building, and I felt my balls tighten. Without prompting, I brought the glass up. I tightened my grip and moaned as the climax hit, eclipsing the catcalls. I managed to hold the tumbler steady enough to catch my ejaculate. I closed my eyes once some control returned to my hands, knowing the last few spurts would be less violent.. We slid out back to the cabin where I slidinto her. I made her give me a head job and I fucked her on herback with her legs in the air. We both passed out.The next day we were in a tropical port so we went out on thetown. I let her relax, wearing jeans and a blouse, she was morecomfortable in public that way so we did the town. I did makeher tie up the blouse so it showed her belly button. Sheactually had fun doing the tourist stuff. As it got toward nightwe went bar hopping. She didn't realize. My girls all have their tits accessible and their nipples ready to play. Please dress like this whenever we go out. Now, pile into my car and we'll get going." Oh shit! We're not ready to go out. We didn't know we were going out. We're not dressed to go out in public." Sandy protested."Fine! Sandy get over here and bend over." I ordered the defiant mother. She needed to learn she was no longer in charge of her self or her family.Sandy stepped forward and bent at the waist. She probably expected.