"If you have cum, you silly man." she said jokingly."Inside you?" I asked. Because until then I wasn't allowed to cum inside her. Not even in her soft...mouth.She only nodded and started to move her ass up and down. Driving herself onto my cock again.In response I started to fuck her again. Pulling out until I could feel the head pull her sphincter. And then ram it back in.And then she came. For the first time with me inside her. That instantly threw me over the edge and I filled her body with my. She still had her hat on though she looked better without it. She had a lovely crisp voice which could cut through any commotion and still sound soft and soothing.We hadn't met for a long time and after my divorce, it seemed like the perfect time for a holiday."C'mon Sharon, spill it all out. I always think it best to cry and let it all out," Bridget said.And so, the first evening we arrived at the resort we spent drinking bevvies while I chatted away crying and laughing, often joined by. She released the tender, now throbbing, nipple, and repeated the process with the other one. Then she gave him a sultry look as she sank to her knees and began to work on his belt."Analise would love to do all this," she said, intently focused on her task of disrobing him. He froze at the sound of his sister-in-law's name, unable to keep the image it conjured up from entering his mind. Abigail continued, "But I know what she'd love to do more."When his belt and shorts were loosened, she gave. Inabout 5 mins the guy who runs the shop came out of the back office. Hewas a fat balding guy, quite well built but gone to seed for sure. Anywayhe came over to me and said."Hello Mr Jones could you come through to the office as we have a slightproblem."I followed him though, wondering what the hell they had done to my WifesMac and how I would explain this to her.I followed down a few corridors and into what was his office. He shut thedoor behind me and asked me to come over to his computer.