It was going to be tight for us to make it over to Clara's by five thirty. I'm not sure why I said anything to my mother. I guess I was already feelin... a little bit on the defensive."Clara likes boys. I love her, a lot." My mother must have thought I was arguing with her. Her eyes narrowed down to tiny slits, and she raised a hand up until it was about breast high. For a second, I really thought she was going to slap me. We stood like that for close to a minute, and I watched my mother getting. The calm ocean of a lagoon. Perfect. And privacy. We wanted to be alone. It would be the last time for a lifetime, and we could never have too much time alone. Or too much warm sun and ocean. She was pale when we arrived, we were both pale, and the patterned bikini I insisted she wore highlighted the whiteness of her skin. Also highlighting how much she had grown, but how unripe she suddenly looked. So pale. Within a day she had a bright pink haze over her body. By the second night she looked. I can feel my cock moving inside you against my thumb...it feels hot, it feels dirty and it feels like im exactly where i should be, you look back at me over your right shoulder and give me smile and a wink... and that pushes me over the edge - my hot sticky come starts pumping into you, and i hold both hips now and pull you back onto my cock, spurt after spurt shoots out of me and deep into you, it feels so good to give you my hot come, that i just hold my cock there for a few seconds and. The flight began to taxi as we took off and we continued to chat. I found my pulse jumping a bit and I am sure she noticed. Then I noticed the wedding ring and huge rock on her finger. Our conversation turned to the movies that were playing and we chatted about those. The flight attendants turned off lights as we reached cruising altitude and I told her I was going to doze off for a bit. This is when it began to get interesting.I fell asleep for about an hour but started to wake.. most of.