However one night it just so happened that both my wife and Nancy's husband were out of town for several days and while unplanned, Nancy and I ended u... at the pub, sitting together and tipping a few brews. The conversation got around to sex and Nancy, being very open in her thinking asked me if my wife (Carol) was any good at giving me a blow job. I think Nancy was trying to embarrass me, but I turned the tables a bit and told her the truth, Carol did not believe in oral sex and has never. Her hair is short, but it's just that perfect length where you could grab a handful of it and just kiss her into eternity, you know? And her skin. It's not white, but it's not tan. It's cream, there's no other way to say it. This girl is sex, love and rock-and-roll personified. We hit it off right away, go to the nearest park, and talk. For probably 2 hours. About nothing. Absolute bullshit. It's great. We finally end up on the swing, and I am the smoothest I have ever been in my life. She. Is that ... Duke? No!It was. Happily putting the shaft to Barbara, his own son. What's more, she acted delighted with the activity. Her eyes were clenched, pushing back on the sink to meet her son's prick. Hearing Duke's greeting, she looked up."Ooof, oh! Ah! Hey dear, glad you could join us. Ah! Yes, don't stop babe!"Not pausing for a second, she arched back, ass higher to take Duke's dick."Barbara! What--? How ... could ... you? Your own son? That's ... that's ... incest!" He accused.At his. We had been out sightseeing and got caught in a downpour getting soaked to the skin, it had also been cold. Returning to the hotel we decided that a spa would be just the thing to warm us up, so we went to our suite got changed into the complimentary robes and headed to the spa/sauna room on the top floor. Of course we had to wear swimmers as it was a public area, Anne wearing a brief bikini and myself a pair of speedos, we were hoping for an empty spa however we had to share with a mixed group.