We’ll be on dry land, not stuck up some dark channel in a primeval swamp. That’s a bit safer. And he DOES like cats.At four-thirty I pull into the... fenced parking lot of the shipyard. There he is, those darned baggy shorts, an army surplus duffel bag, an ice chest and a pet carrier with a very aggravated cat inside.I rolled my window down. “Pardon me, sailor! Lookin’ for a good time?”“Always,” he laughed.We loaded the cat carrier into the back seat and his bags into the trunk. “Now, I think I. ”“We’re lucky guys, Clay, to have such beautiful wives that love sex.”Clay went to the computer on his desk and typed in a command. Instantly they could hear the women’s conversation. “I installed two microphones in the room, too. One’s at the foot of the bed, and the other is behind the headboard.”With the sheets turned back, Sherry climbed on the bed. “I love the taste of another woman’s pussy. Is that something we can do tonight?”Reaching over, Shelby grabbed Sherry’s feet, pulling her to. I heard her coming up the stairs and walk into the bedroom outside of my en-suite. I watched her through the gap in the key hole. She looked out the window and the looked down, I followed her gaze."Shit." I whispered to myself. I had left my bra on the floor. She picked it up and gazed at it intently. She lay wrapped in covers and started to strip down. Her knickers landed just outside the door - I could smell how wet she was. I could see her start to play with her pussy and smell my bra at the. That’s kind of hot that your watching me, her daughter. My breasts are so sensitive. The sun feels so nice on them.” I watched as Lexxi cupped the tip of her breast and moved her index finger up and down on her flat nipples. A minute passed before they began to expand and another minute passed before she began to tug on her now fat nipples. They were slightly darker and very round and bounced as she tugged on them.I looked down to see my cock stretching out the front of my cargo shorts. I.