He caught a glimpse of that mysterious gentleman once or twice, but Mr. Fogg usually confined himself to the cabin, where he kept Aouda company, or ac...cording to his inveterate habit, took a hand at whist. Passepartout began very seriously to conjecture what strange chance kept Fix still on the route that his master was pursuing. It was really worth considering why this certainly very amiable and complacent person, whom he had first met at Suez, had then encountered on board the Mongolia, who. I had already fucked both of them plenty during the night, along with others, of course. Especially Miley Cyrus, who presently sucked my balls and licked my taint as I plowed Ariana. Not to mention Britney Spears, who kept shoving her butt in Ariana’s face to insist upon the diva rimming her. It didn’t take long for Britney to get her way, either, despite Ariana stopping now and then to exclaim from my thrusts inside her.“Don’t worry about shouting or screaming ... just keep licking Britney’s. It was only Thursday afternoon, and so I would have to wait, but she was all I could think of and that night as I looked through the pictures she had sent me previously, I ended up masturbating, thinking about being with her. As I woke up Saturday morning and got dressed, I started to get nervous, worrying about what we might do. I wanted it to go well and decided to just go into it with an open mind, and as the afternoon came around and I headed over to see her, I started to feel. Her slit opened for me and she received her son. I was inside my mother's pussy, and I experience relief and a building of tension at the same time.Mom was saying, "Oh God, Oh my God..." I began to enter her with the full length of my shaft. She was wet and yielding and before I stroked her more than two or three times, she began to cry.I didn't want to stop, but seeing her upset continue, I pulled out. I said, "I'm sorry mom...I shouldn't have. I just wanted you so much; I love you so much.".