”I held up a hand before there were a lot of questions. “Never mind, that was even before my time. But let’s just say you can do 30 miles per ho...ur. If you can’t go above 13,000 feet, and since it didn’t look like the ship is pressurized, so I doubt it, that means you’ll have to go south, because you won’t be able to go over the Rocky Mountains. Figure 3300 miles one way, that’s 110 hours. Double that in case of issues, 220 hours. Same thing coming back. That’s 20 days, coast to coast. Call it 3. I walked into my bedroom, stripped off my swimsuit, and lay back on the bed. I lifted the panties to my nose and inhaled the aroma of my mother's womanhood while I slowly massaged my cock. The image of my mother, lying on the bed in her panties invaded my mind and with that picture firmly implanted on my brain I jacked off.I wasn't aware that anyone was home until I heard a little gasp coming from the door. I looked up and saw mom standing there in the doorway watching me and staring at my. ” Tom refrained from offering her his hand to shake, but he smiled and said:“My name is Tom Shepherd, by the way. I have a flask of coffee and some sandwiches, if you’d care to share.” She thought for a few moments.“Er, may I ask what’s in the sandwiches, Mr Shepherd?”“Oh, yes, of course! It’s nothing too exciting: ham and tomato, and I prefer Tom to Mr Shepherd.”“Then yes please, Tom. And my name is Jean.” Tom smiled and placed his small rucksack between them on the seat. He first took out two. You control this, you move when you want to, or tell me when to move. Are you ok?"Breathing deeply I tell her, "Fuck I have never felt so full. I feel like if I move I might get torn apart." You won't" she says."Here let me show you" She slowly starts to pull out and I feel no pain now. "ok now I am going to push back in, you might feel a little pain, but it will be good pain." I moan loudly as the object again stretches me on its way back in. The pain is there but less now. She repeats the.