“Fuck, I wonder if we just hit shore,” I thought to myself. Just at that moment, I could hear voices in the distance to my right. I turned but cou...ld not see anything. I started off in that direction, the voices getting louder as I walked. I could vaguely make out moving figures in the distance. As I approached and the figures became more defined, I could hear the sound of male grunts and the muffled sound of my sister’s voice. From this distance it looked like the guys were trying to pick up a. We stopped there for lunch, which we reveled in on the back deck of one of the main street (in this case, Bay Street) restaurants overlooking the harbor wall and the town’s marina. Pizza and wine. Sunshine and water. Sailboats and small fishing trawlers gliding in and out of the harbor created by the bend in the Beaufort River. And slow, gracious southern hospitality. So we were beyond mellow already when the call came through on my cell phone from Sal. Fiddler’s Delight had been sold, and the. Eventually even Cynthia succumbed to the depravity, and was bred in equal terms by all the men present.My poor old bones couldn't take the stress, to say nothing of my sanity. Watching Nigel gently penetrate the parlor maid, and then tell her he had always thought she was beautiful, before fucking her senseless ... and then watching Stephan do exactly the same thing, saying exactly the same thing, but with an even bigger prick ... it just broke my heart.It is odd, how a broken heart isn't felt. Faster and I was giving her firm pushes deep inside her pussy.. Every time i pushed with a little force, she used to moan…. Ahhh Ahhh… Yess Garyy… Come on….We fucked royally in doggie position and when i released the load in, she was shuddering with pleasure too… I let my dick remain in her love hole for some time like that and started caressing her ass and back. Bent a bit forwards so that my chest was touching her back and i held her hanging melons from behind and agains caressed them for a.