A trio of Gypsy musicians is playing for tips, going from table to table serenading the people at the restaurant. I motion to them and ask that they p...ay for us. The sound of guitars and melodious voices singing in Spanish about lost love and unrequited desire fill the night… After dinner and dessert, we decide to walk along the beach. There is nobody in sight, which suits us just fine. A full Moon illuminates us with its pale light, and we stroll silently, as the wind carries the music of the. Stairs and railings made of Trex® composite boards led up the side of the hill beside each set of bungalows. As Aaron, Rick, and Frank made their way up with their luggage, they could begin to see more of the beauty of the Vermont countryside and the promise of spring that was emerging as the predictions of warmer weather appeared on the horizon.The three guys remained diligent in their watch for the three ladies who constituted their assigned engagement for the week, but did not spot them as. She was gone for about 45 minutes and when she came back she was a little out of breath and her clothes looked disshelved, I asked if everything was ok and she said, “yeah no problems, Beth wanted to talk to her about a little too much noise the last two nights and set up a time for lunch for her and I to go to lunch.” I said ok but you seemed a little out of breath and she said maybe it was from last night and smiled. The next day she asked if I wanted to have some fun and I am one not to turn. " I said as my mind checked out in the midst of hand to dick proximity.She gently squeezed my thigh and to my surprise moved her hand snugly under my scrotum and gave me a squeeze. Looking up to me she said, " Do you feel alive?" Very". I said. My cock was a pulsing mass of lust and confusion with the warmth of my mother's hand at its base. Without a moments hesitation I felt her hand let go of my upper thigh and slip down under the waistband of my shorts to grab my rigid cock."Of fuck". was.