He was laying on his back and all he had on was hisbikini underwear and a peaceful smile. Riry started his massage withgentle attention to his neck an... face. Then she poured some oil onhis muscular chest and started to rub his pectorals and abdomen. Sheworked on down his legs and to his feet all the while rubbing andrelaxing him thoroughly.Next she lifted his arm and started to massage his biceps, but whereshe would normally put his hand under her arm to hold it, this timeshe put his hand. We lined up on the pool’s deep end, dove in, and started doing our laps. We paced ourselves and stayed pretty much side by side as we did our laps and finished up at the same time. It was time for our race; we lined up on the deep end, Mom yelled go, and we dived in. The race was just up and back the length of the pool, and as usual, I beat Mom by a half link. I held onto the side of the pool, catching my breath and smiling at mom as she caught up with me.Mom crossed into my lane and swam over. Forward toward my prostate. How about we try laying on our sides with you spooning behind me." It's not the position I wanted to try. It's really not a position of superiority, dominance, or power. But it is good. After using a lubed finger to relax his tight hole, I smear some gel on the dildo and succeed in penetrating him. He squirms around a little to position my thrusts so they push toward his prostate at the base of his cock. I give him a 'reacharound' stroking his cock slowly with my. " She's trying to explain herself to me. But she doesn't have to. I sit on her sofa and eat a Fat Cake, only because it gives me something to do with my hands and mouth.I shrug, "It's fine. No, it's great. We haven't had much time to hang this week anyways. And you're telling me now."And she smiles and touches my knee, so I know everything's okay. But then she talks about him – no, gushes – about him and I start to feel sick because I can hear how far she's gone with him in her voice. And maybe.