“Hell, no mom you’re in great shape. You could use a dye job though. Your roots are showing but other than that you’re one hot chick.”Mom seem...d to perk up at my suggestion, “Yeah maybe that’s it. A trip to the beauty parlor to get my hair and nails done might be a good idea. Thanks, hon. Can I do anything for you this morning?”“Sure that would be great.” I was not really thinking about sex but who was going to pass up a blowjob when it was offered by an expert. I stood up and walked over to. And she was frightened, not for herself, but for me. She didn't know what or why, but she guessed a lot of my life story, what I had done.She took me back to the beach we had gone to that first time so long ago. Our separate sandcastles had all been moved together, one bulwark made up of all of our individual sands, standing together, united against the swirling tides. She looked at the mounded sands that represented our family with a sense of pride, of belonging.Taking my hand we wandered. When she came out she was wearing a t-shirt and tights, and promptly closed the shades.Now that she was on to me, I thought that was it, and I’d never see her naked again. But that hasn’t been the case. Instead, the two of us have been playing a game of cat-and-mouse over the past few months. For days at a time, her shades will be closed. But then I guess she gets tired of living without daylight, and is willing to risk being seen. She has a pretty solid system set up, that seems to work for. I could feel the slickness change and could tell they were getting wet, not just from the water. I let my middle fingers encircle and rub around their clits. They both moved their legs and slowly treaded water, causing them to grind themselves on my hands aswell as what I was doing. I began to get hard again, I never went fully down, but now growing back to full mast. I slipped my middle fingers into them, and as best I could, due to my angle, curled my fingers in them. It was interesting.