She ran her hand up his leg, up over his thigh, and then up over his belly and then to his chest. She gently brushed Tim's nipples. She bent over and ...ircled them with the tip of tongue and the kissed one and then the other one. At the same time her hand ran back down his belly, and stroked lightly over his cock. Tim took a sharp intake of breath as she sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue. She wrapped her hand around his cock and began to gently wank it.Tim made. "Junior?" We're back here!"Sure he was going to find blood and broken bones, he ran into the Quonset. "You scared me half to death ... what's up?" Did you find a Widgeon?" Nope ... no small ducks here." The airplane." No ... why?" There's spare engines for one ... or three ... since there's six crates of them." Only one airplane in the hangar ... a second Goose." Oh hell, I'll come see."Junior walked back with David ... Connie looked in the Quonsets.The hangared Goose was forlorn ... a broken. “I bet” he said.Then we got started. They got the cameras going and he repeated that we should just act natural. Craig shrugged and walked over to me. “Hey Mom. Feel like getting in a good fuck before starting supper?” he asked while slapping me on the ass. “Why the hell not!” I replied and stripped off my tee shirt and skirt. That was it. I never wear a bra and panties unless it’s for church or a funeral and not always then. To many opportunities to flash some skin to be bothered by clothes.. It took an incident to reawaken in me that appetite. You must remember that earlier I mentioned my friend Jack and his sister Carol. He is responsible for what happened next.Jack and I were fishing one day, and as usual he described to me in every detail what he and Carol had done together during the previous week. He also told me that his sister liked me a lot and she had even asked him to invite me more often to their house.I was flattered of course, but apart from that I had no intention to.