I glanced back and realized we were almost out of sight from the party. Tom had disappeared and nobody else was paying any attention to us. Another fe... yards and I called a stop."This is far enough," I told her. She nervously looked behind us. The sun reflected on metal through the pine and cedars, and voices were still audible, but we had effectively left everybody back behind us. She looked at me with a strange expression and then she grinned."Okay," she said. She squatted down and rummaged. He moved his fingers down to her jaw line to her chin then slowly up to her lips. He caressed them. These were the lips that only hours before he had kissed in a totally new way...a way reserved for lovers, not grandmothers. But then, she was now his lover as well. And the love he felt in his heart far exceeded the love a typical grandson feels for his grandmother. But this was anything but typical. He smiled at her, watching her shallow breathing. He was tempted to wake her and take her once. She gave a barely audible sigh, as he sank his rigid member into her body. Henry gritted his teeth with pleasure, as he felt Etna's wet, silky flesh first gave way and then firmly adhered around his driving organ. He began moving slowly, back and forth, in the woman, basking in the tight, slickness, which surrounded his moving organ. Etna moved her hips up to meet his every thrust. Her sex pulsated as Henry's member titillated her sensitive channel. While Henry had been doing his best to keep. " Nudist?" Yes, nudist. I could be a nudist if you were the only one to ever see me. This is for you." She smiled. "And I would not like other women to see your ... dick. Is MY dick."I was actually saddened when we hit the first marker for the channel's off shore terminus. However, the approach of two large service boats headed out to the offshore rigs served to underline our need.She pulled on her OTHER swimsuit, not the bikini. With the bottoms covering those sweet rounded cheeks, she minced.