” Brenda said excitedly, “it sounds like some woman’s in trouble, I just knew I heard something!!!” “Shut up, Bren,̶...1; Morgan ordered sternly, “I’m pretty sure that’s my mother talking!!!” “Your mother,” Brenda replied in hoarse whisper, “are you nuts, why would she be in any danger!?!” “I don’t know,” Morgan replied, “but who in the heck else could it be, the only ones in the house are. She then pulled my shorts off over my shoes. She wrapped her hands around my cock and played with it for a minute or two. I had never had a woman play with my cock, I had never had sex before, nor seen a woman naked like that. She then straddled me and held my cock and lowered herself down on my cock. I watched as her shaved pussy swallowed my dong. She was tight, wet and warm. It was the most amazing feeling ever. She was so wet. She went all the way down on my cock and stayed there, looked. Or maybe I should just take them off and throw themout. Why hadn't I done that in the first place? I took my pants off,and went to pull down the panties as well, but the voice got louder. "Iwant a skirt!" I could *feel* the voice now. Like it was jumping intomy loins. It felt so horrible, I couldn't make my hands form a solidgrip. "I want a skirt!"Shayna'd left some clothes with me once. I went over to where she'dleft them and sorted through them. Shirt, shirt, pants... no skirt. . It looked as if a different finger of the sea penetrated into the mainland here, much thinner and perhaps a more likely place for us to find somewhere to set up. The journey took us perhaps an hour and a half and there was still enough sunlight here to investigate the shoreline, quickly finding a cave that was big enough for our needs, its floor thick with sand.We tethered the horses under some trees where there was sufficient grass for them to graze on. I knew next to nothing about caring for.