All the usual caveats apply about ages, number of orifices which can simultaneously be occupied, etc.
[was it in Jones' Ulysses that the heroine fantasized about being fucked by grasshoppers in her corneas during her gangbang?]
I should also tell you that it's probably time to close out this series; but who knows for sure. Oh, although I write it all the time it really means a lot in this story; I've made no attempt whatsoever to include background on the characters so if you haven't read the previous chapters this one will be very confusing.
After clearing customs in Jakarta Peter and Ruth caught a cab to the dock where
Fantasia
was tied up. Two stewards were dispatched from the ship to carry their things aboard as Liz greeted them at the top of the gangway. "
Ruth
, I finally get to meet the two of you! I can't begin to tell you how jealous of you I am for your two adorable kids. We've loved Jason for almost a year now and we can see that Monica's cast from the same mold.
Well then, Andrew will show you to your stateroom and we'll see you for cocktails at six thirty?"
Bruce looked out the large porthole. "Your parents must be on board. We just cleared the inner channel marker. Do you want to shower and go up to greet them?"
Monica looked up from the bed. "Truthfully I'd much prefer your tongue was back between my legs. If we make it to the Grand Salon by six-thirty and allowing time for a shower and to dress I figure I still have an hour and fifty minutes to play with my Bruce Doll."
Bruce chuckled as he kneeled between her legs, grabbed her hands and pulled her into a sitting position. "Suck me first,
student
! This afternoon is strictly about
my
pleasure. "
Monica said "Yes sir." Just before Bruce's cock prevented any further conversation.
Drinks in hand at the cocktail party, Rick was speaking to Ruth and Peter, "In case she hasn't told you, your daughter's becoming quite the chef! She seems to have a pallet and an instinctive sense of how certain flavors can complement each other which goes way beyond anything I'm capable of. Last week Monica even requested we stay an extra day in Papua New Guinea to research local spices and dishes and within four hours was making suggestions to local chefs for spice substitutions. She's become quite the celebrity chef from Indonesia to New Zealand."
Peter said, "
I'm
amazed that she's followed up on anything to that extent. Is she in the kitchen now?"
Rick looked around as he said, "I don't think so, she was supposed to be here actually." He gestured Andrew to come over.
"Andrew, would you happen to know where Monica is?"
Andrew lowered his eyes as he replied, "Yes sir, I believe she's on 'A' Deck."
Rick chuckled. "Stupid me! I should have guessed." He turned back to the Carsons. "It seems that Monica's developed a sweet tooth when it comes to Bruce Holt.
Bruce must be our version of catnip since almost all the young ladies seem to develop a crush on him at some point or other. Even Liz has a hard time keeping her hands off him and we've known him for eleven years."
Ruth asked, "Eleven years! How old is this catnip person?"
"Oh let's see, he's three years older than I am so that'd make him fifty-five."
Ruth turned to her husband, "Peter I know I said I'd keep my cool about everything and I will but it's
so
difficult to not fly off the handle when I hear that my 18-year-old daughter is somewhere rutting with a man older than
we
are."
"Ruth I
really
think you should tone down the use of the word 'rutting'. We've talked about that."
Rick interrupted, "Why? I think it's a
perfect
word for what the girls start out feeling about our Bruce. His bedroom skills are legendary to the point that it used to make me jealous. After the girls get to know him the whole matter gets even worse because they discover that he's actually a
great
guy in addition to being the most talented lover in most rooms."
Ruth asked, "So how'd you get over your jealousy?"
Rick snorted. "The big sonofabitch became my best friend." His eyes noticed something across the salon. "Speak of the devils, there they are." Monica ran over and threw her arms around her Dad's shoulders. She then hugged her Mom as she said. "God I've missed you guys. Trust me; this is going to be the best vacay you guys have ever had." She let her mother breathe and threw her arms around her father. "Did Rick tell you we're throwing a special pool party this evening after a fabulous dinner which
I'll
be preparing?"
Rick shook his head as he said, "I was about to when your delayed appearance interrupted me. Now shouldn't you be getting that cute little ass of yours back into the kitchen so my guests won't have to wait 'til midnight for their supper?"
Monica giggled as she gave Rick a big wet kiss before saying, "Yes boss."
Lisa had held back watching Ruth from across the room as Monica delivered the kiss to Rick. She said to Jason, "A lot of tongue in that kiss and your mom seems pretty much under control."
"I think Mom can see that Monica was the
total
aggressor. Hell, Rick even pulled his hand back and didn't grab her ass although he's obviously grabbed it before."
Lisa was still speaking with Jason when a pair of hands approached her from behind and grasped her breasts as a pair of lips grazed the right side of her neck. The tiniest of moans escaped her lips as she said, "At another time I can think of a better place for those lips my dear Mr. Holt."
"Another time,
another time