After a couple sips of water, I looked over to my wife at the helm, a sight I never get tired of, and asked if she needed anything. “No, I’m good,...” she said. “Are we staying on this course?” “Yeah, I’m liking it.” I went below deck into the shady cabin. I tossed my gloves and cap on the nav-station table and checked a few items to verify all was well with the boat and our course. I found a bottle of sunscreen and sat down on the settee. We’re both pretty fair-skinned, northern European types,. He was about to complain when he felt the warm around his cock again and looked down. Alexis was busy digging out his cock, giving her all to make him hard again. She looked up at him and smiled as best she could with a cock rammed down her throat. He felt his piece perk up instantly. “Mmmm,” she managed and increased her efforts on his cock. She finally pulled back and stood up. “So you like my ass huh?” She said as she turned around in the tight space of the stall. She bent over and let him. He sounded very pissed as soon as I picked up the call.Me: What’s up, bro? Is everything alright? What happened to our plan?Akram: You bastard! My ass is hurting like crazy because of you and your god damned plan.Me: Why, bro? It didn’t work?Akram: It worked. I ended up sucking my dad’s cock. But it just didn’t end there. It ended with me getting fucked by my dad in my asshole.I was relieved our plan worked. But at the same time was sorry for Akram as this was something we were not prepared. Mom seemed uncomfortable asking aboutit, and frankly I did too, so the topic never came up even though shecould tell something was fishy.Thursday was goth/scene/emo day, which I felt was honestly surprising andslightly inappropriate, not because gothness was not appreciated, butbecause real people actually dressed like that and it seemed rude to makefun of real people's style like a spirit day was tacitly supposed to do.Regardless of my apprehensions, however, the day was happening, and.