We decided we’d cover ourselves and so I’ve pulled an hour’s guard after lunch – it’ll make for a long break. There’s been a bunch of kids...around most of the day, it’s hard to tell which are from the orphanage and which are just from the village, though most of the kids in the orphanage have pats missing. They’ve all disappeared now, home for lunch I guess. No doubt we’ll be overrun with kids again later. This morning some of the kids took a couple of us on a tour of the local temple. It was. “Hey I know him,” whispered Mathilde, nudging me. “Yeah?” “Yes, he was in my Classics lectures last year.” “Hi! Is it busy in the gym?” I asked, thinking of something to say. He looked at me and his eyebrows raised and he looked at my boobs and then glanced at Mathilde and Megan and smiled. “Well, it’s not bad actually. You girls going in?” “Why? Don’t you think we’re fit enough?!” Asked Megan, slyly. “Ha ha no… you’re perfect. I was just saying.” Mathilde gave him a shy glance and fluttered. Gwen was getting horny to I could see her hips moving and her own breathing was heavier too. I told her not to go all the way but I wondered how far she would go. Our son reached down and started rubbing her butt. Gwen let out a slight moan and arched her back. That moan brought a smile to my sons face so he decided to hold nothing back, his hand slide down between her legs. His hand began moving back and forth over the small piece of material covering his mother bare cunt lips. Gwen tried to. But eventually I stopped. I stopped to do you know what. I pulled down her panties with the long slow touch, the public unveiling of the modern savior. I moved back in right away. I bent down even further and basked in the odor."My god Bev," I murmured, "you smell so-o good" I looked at her puffy lips from the front. The glistening of the inner line spread out in a fan. "You make me dizzy," is about the last thing I remember saying for awhile.I somehow got her backed up to the bed, and then she.