This went on for a few minutes with me not believing what was happening. It felt so dirty, but so exciting. My wife slipped out of the hot tub and lai... on her back on the deck with her legs spread and hanging over the side and in the water. I slowly started kissing up her thighs until I reached her pussy. I had never felt her so wet. I rolled my tongue around her clit, making her moan while reaching up and rubbing her tits. I could feel both Nathan and Erin’s eyes on us the whole time and hear. And he, who enjoyed watching and feeling her come as much as he enjoyed his own coming, emptied what felt like a massive load inside her, a week’s worth of hot cream. He knew he’d be ready again soon, and as usual, they only had so much time.“A true story,” she said. “One of your sexual adventures.”“Oh, you know I don’t like to fuck and tell,” he said, draping his arm over her hip and beginning to run his fingers over the small mound of her belly. He loved that spot on her, loved to kiss it and. I was so stoned, that the last thing I could have done was rush, but finally I shifted my weight to nuzzle her neck (which she seemed to lean into, giving the slightest hint of a moan.With trepidation, I shifted my fingertips delicately to my mother’s breasts. She shuddered, but did not move away. My fingertips gently cupped these full and still perky objects, occasionally trailing over her nipples. I bent to kiss her, my tongue entering immediately. She returned my kisses languidly, tongue. She was a lioness in heat. It was all he could do to stop himself from ejaculating in his breeches."You can give up your ruse now, I know you're following me.” Richelieu’s reverie was broken. He umm-ed and ahh-ed. His attempts at making an excuse were awful at best."What is it about me that you find so captivating?” She asked, maintaining eye contact all the while.“Well, your beauty is…I have never quite seen something so exquisite and…on a cargo barge no less…sorry, I am not implying that...”.