" Well you better not be making a mess up there, you two!" my mom said."We're not..."Then she was gone again."That was too fucking close," Sheila said...I put the magazines away and closed up the trunk, replacing the sweater exactly as it had been. We composed ourselves, and caught our breath. Then we headed downstairs"Man, you guys are sweaty! What were you doing up there?" It's just hot up there, mom. You know that," I replied with a nervous chuckle."Want a cookie, dear?" mom asked Sheila.She. I really am pleased. Now, you tell me what kind of a mess you think you are in and we will look for a solution. If I can't find one, we will go talk to a friend of mine who practices a different kind of law and he will help." I'm not sure where to start. Maybe I should tell you a little more about me, and part of why I came down here on vacation. I haven't done anything wrong, but I probably haven't always been very smart, either. I almost feel like I'm going to confession and I'm not one of. I hesitated to go down on her, so she started rubbing her crotch on my face until I finally began to lick her. Krista orgasmed all over my face. I had never been down on a woman before and was surprised. I got her juice in my nose in my hair.Krista's orgasm must have triggered Mark's, because I could feel him pull out and then shoot his load between my butt cheeks. I came too. We all sat in awkward silence for a minute and I said, I'm sure my husband wonders where I am. I got dried off and. I saw a little boy about five, fidgeting with his tie. We walked over and I bent down to help him, asking, “What’s your name little fellow. Let me help you with that tie.”“My name is Martin, but you can call me Marty. Gee, your girl sure is pretty. I have a little sister that I have to keep an eye on. Her name is Linda,” he said sounding proud.I had a horrible time as a kid - my dad would never get me a clip-on tie for things like this. I had to learn the hard way, how to tie a Windsor knot. I.