She started to grind against me, rubbing the head against her clit. “Look, Cheryl, your daughter is my wife and I can’t do this to her, it would k...ill her.” I said. Cheryl raised her hips and reached her hand down for my cock. When she found it she aimed it perfectly at her hole and paused. “Tom I’m going to make this very clear for you. First, I didn’t mean my daughter Mary I meant Sarah, she told me. She feels guilty but can’t stop; she said she wants to fuck you every time she can until she. Matt blushed, thinking she must suppose he's an idiot. "I was hoping you'd ask," she said. Matt looked surprised. "You were?" "You're a good looking guy," she confessed, "and sweet. You seem kind and considerate and caring." "I am," Matt blurted. Donna smiled. "And modest, too, right?" He blushed more deeply. "And stupid," he said. "Pick me up at seven? I'm dying to see Horror Hotel." She looked sheepish. "I love horror movies." "I do, too. I'd love to see that movie." "Be careful," Donna. So I’m going to make you a deal.”“You’ll come with me, when Dad sends me on that vacation?” His eyes twinkled.I ignored him. “I’m sick and tired of wearing that lame collar.”“Honestly, Mom, I actually thought it would grow on you. I guess porn makes for bad education, even when it makes for good fantasies. What are you offering?”“Hand job, once a week, guaranteed. You’re lucky to abuse me that often.”“Use you, Mother.” He corrected.“You’re taking foolish risks. What I’m offering is safer and. I continued to paddle and the canoe ghosted over the rocks in the bay and then the outer reefs. I turned to head to Trin and the Gant ships. More than once one of the huge predators surfaced beside the canoe. They did not attack but seemed to follow along beside us. I crossed the deep channel and turned to follow above the reef around the other island.We saw the ships anchored beyond the reef and I slowed to watch for a moment. At least with the tide in we did not have to worry about the reef.