Finally we went back to bed for a last lazy fuck before falling into an exhausted sleep. The next morning we carried on where we'd left off, then we s...owered together and went down to breakfast by the pool. Mum had discarded her bikini top completely by this time, and now I enjoyed the looks her body was attracting, knowing that I'd possessed it, and would again very soon. Mum was in a mischievous mood, teasing me constantly. As we queued in line at the buffet, she kept nudging her bare breasts. Why didn’t you talk to me? I could have prevented you from wasting your time.’ ‘Why don’t you make a device that will help me contact humans? I know why: you are trying to keep me here!’ I shout at her. There is no real reason to shout. It doesn’t help things. ‘That isn’t true. You know that isn’t true, Alex. You need me far more than I need you.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ I challenge. ‘Yes. I don’t feel loneliness, friendship or love so I don’t need anyone around me.’ ‘I forgot. You don’t feel: period.’. I dutifully brought my wife a latte from our awesome coffee machine. She was still in her bedclothes, a t-shirt and some light cotton pajama pants. She always slept in those clothes. I know it doesn’t conjure up a very sexy image but the truth is we’re older and we’re always so sweaty and sticky when we cuddle naked. Honestly, we spoon for a while and then we end up on opposite sides of the bed. She had always said that a perfect day at the coast was when you never got out of your pajamas! I. Then I smelt where she was so wet to see if I could smell her pussy. It was the distinctive smell of excited wet pussy and it smelt very good. I then raised up and again rubbed her ass, squeezing her butt cheeks, and used my thumbs to the right and left of her wet spot to spread her out a bit and maybe release more of the wetness she had. Then I moved back up to her waistband and started to very slowly pull her panties down. Her panties were hugging her ass pretty tight. I started to see the.