Bob was meanwhile running his hand down her tummy until he was cupping her pussy mound in the palm of his hand and rubbing round and round her clit, h... opened her pussy lips to make it pop into view and ran a finger along the slit. Gail was by now starting to take sharp short intakes of breath as the sensations coursed through her body, I was still taking pictures but bending was getting a bit difficult with a very hard cock in my jeans.Gail spotted this and waved me towards her with her. If sober she would probably have stood quickly, wrapped a towel around herself and quickly retreated back into the very hot stuffy house behind them. Instead, the wine had calmed that instinctive reaction so that her surprise and perhaps disgust was shadowed by the fact that her forty-three year-old body could still attract a twenty year-old man. That it was her son only caused her to feel strangely safer - whom else could she trust? She would never have the nerve, sober or otherwise, to go out. ”“Yes ma’am.”“Sunny, you take good care of my son, you’ll be MY daughter. Ask Carl’s sister. We love our kids...”“Carl’s sister!” I spat. “We need to call ‘er too...”“He hasn’t told HER?”“No, ma’am.” My mind worked. “D’you have her number?”“Sure I do. I’ll text it to you.”“Thank you.”“Her name’s Carla...”“I know. He DID tell me that. Don’t know why he hadn’t called ‘er.”“Sometimes he’s clueless,” she said.I giggled. “Sometimes, but sometimes he’s so utterly charming, too. And smart. And. My moon looks deep into my eyes and smoothes his cheek onto mine. My breath catches as his face slides towards my mouth and he kisses me for the first time. A tingle of cool frost shoots from my lips to my spine and all the way down to my feet. I sigh and lay my head on his shoulder, content to dance forever with my lover, surrounded by the gods and goddesses of the night, smiling and doting on us, but it could not last. As we swirl through the calm vacuum of space, we come closer and closer to.