Whew, that was close to a disaster.The following morning, my wife asked me why I hadn’t sent Debbie back to her own room, and I told her that I only...woke up when she did. She didn’t question me any further. Now came the next big anticipation and wondering. What would Debbie remember of last night? As she and her husband approached the breakfast table, my body was trembling, not only from fear, but from my memory of her juicy pussy taking my cock balls deep, and giving her an orgasm.All I heard. Mom and Uncle Tom were both naked. I had never seen my mother nude before so I took a good long look at the side view I had of her big tits. It was the first time I had seen a woman's nipples. My cock started to rise quickly as any teenage boy's cock would.It stiffened to it's full length inside of my jeans or as we called them back then Dungarees. I had measured my erection more than once and knew that it was decent sized for my age. It was only a smidgeon short of six inches. I knew from. The edge of this pool is just the right height that you could sit on the edge and I could give you a nice long blow job.’ She licked her lips and smiled. Jason groaned and reached down to adjust his swimsuit. ‘You really are a brat,’ he complained. Jennifer grinned. ‘You started this, remember.’ She could see him struggle to regain composure. He was cracking. She ran her hands up her own body and cupped her breasts. ‘My bikini top is too tight. Perhaps I could take it off in here. ‘Yes,’. Before I could refuse, she stuck it into my shirt pocket, turned and started putting everything back into her car trunk. The trip inside the store felt really good. The ceiling fans gently blowing the coolness of the A/C throughout the store. I got her bottled water, my Bacardi, and a six pack of Coke and headed to the counter. The clerk smiled at me as I handed him the damp fifty, then refused to take it and said, "No, it's on the house, we appreciate you helping out that little girl,she had.