She finally selected a simple black cocktail dress that both complimented her figure and subsequently, her car. After having cleared her head of her h...sband's phone call, she finally called the number on the back of the card.Driving down the empty road, she glanced around at the bleak surroundings. Abandoned buildings, old factories, busted street lamps, the area, was, but a shadow of its former self. Strange location for a residence, but then again, the man was not exactly someone who would be. ”“You’re easy to be with, Loren.”“Not always. Sometimes, I’m a true bitch, just ask Bob”, she chuckled.“Well, sometimes I’m a horse’s ass, if it comes down to that, as I’m sure Linda would attest. We all have our moments.”“That we do, my Dear.”We went in the bathroom, where I let Loren have the first turn on the toilet. Just to tease me, I’m sure, she skinned out of her clothes before I got my turn.It was hard (so to speak), but I managed to empty my bladder before my reflexes got the better of. ’ ‘You free tomorrow during the day?’ ‘Yes, as it happens?’ ‘What shall we do?’ ‘Well, you know that nudist spa you were always telling me about, but I was always too shy to go…?’ The next morning, Rebekah was already waiting at the spa reception when Emma arrived, out of breath, chest rebounding in a braless fluster. Rebekah gave her a big grin, and opened her arms for a big hug. Two pairs of monster breasts collided and commingled, together again at last, Rebekah’s 60’s pin-up torpedoes. Eddie, spread Mom’s thighs a bit. Dad, turn up the zoom on the camcorder, so we can get a good view of her well-fucked twat. Look at all that cum! That’s right. I know that you still partly resent this, but you’ll get over it. You’ve not had it as rough as Uncle Jethro, but I can always give you his previous sentence or worse. That I haven’t done so is out of respect for those few things that you did right, such as providing for your family. I’m still not happy with you or Mom for how you’ve.