.. oh my God... my gorgeous tits... weighed down onmy chest... I didn't feel as strong... not that I was before... and myskin felt much smoother. I w...s in complete disbelief! I looked down andsaw my tits... they were simply amazing! I reached up and cupped them...squeezing them. They felt much softer than I anticipated touching titswould feel like... I was getting so turned on... that the tits I wastouching were mine!"Ohhhhh" I groaned. It was so intense. I've never held a womans titsbefore. It was obvious that Simon was surprised that I did nothing to deny his advances, that I place no boundaries on these acts. Did he realize, even back then, how lonely and needful his old mom was? Things quickly accelerated from that point.My son began to casually be naked in my presence, my eyes naturally following that perfect organ between his legs. Not long after that, he was masturbating within my vicinity - his door open wide, his moans haunting me for days, my sex reacting like it has. Her lips glisten in the somewhat dim light of the hotel room, and the smell of arousal is almost palpable. I work the muscles of her glutes and am rewarded with gentle but deep breaths followed by sighs of pleasure as she breathes out. No words are said, no need. I can’t help but move my right hand down to her pussy and maintaining the semblance of a massage, my left hand remains above on her glutes. It’s all a bit much for me, so I let the thumb of my left hand start to rim her puckered anus. John guffawed. "Only trying to keep up with my little wife!"John looked over at Harry Perkins, who was sitting beside Ruth. He was running his hand appreciatively over her huge, whitely billowing tits, feeling their amazingly soft silkiness. As he teased a coral-tipped nip to erectness under his thumb and forefinger, he said, "Christ! You guys ever seen such tits?"Shivering inwardly, Ruth felt the obscene caresses all the way to her cunt as Harry's hands raised both nipples to a budded.