I miss being touched and touching back. I want the whole experience, not just the ending." I know what you mean. I feel exactly the same. So do you do...it often?" Stop it right now, Erik. You can't ask your mother questions like that." Rita drained her mimosa and felt the bubbles in the champagne go straight to her head. She felt naughty and fun talking about these things, even if it was with her son. The champagne helped her forget that last part. He fancied that she was just spending the. Well, before she brought him to the point of no return, she should start on her own voyage. He stroked down over her abdomen, which quaked under his hand, to her vulva. When he reached her moisture, he began stroking in earnest.Marilyn opened her legs to give him better access, but her own hand went the last inch. He was happy he’d rinsed himself off. She fondled his cock and then went lower yet. She tickled the insides of his thighs.“C’mon,” she said, “I let you.” Well, so she had, and she was. Just the top half. My tits that are too soft. I wish they were higher, like that woman at the beach. I think she had implants, though. Oh my god, this cock tastes amazing. It's so ridiculously huge. Why does it taste so good?Greg helped Clinton remove the bikini top from Joan's arms. "You look like an island girl, hun," Greg said, eyes twinkling at the sight of Joan sitting on the edge of the bed in just her bikini bottom and sarong. "Super sexy."Joan wondered for a moment if island girls. The good humor this greeting generated was almost enough to offset it's foul mood at having to delay it's homecoming. "No, little one, I'm so sorry. Please get Alpha-1 for me, but I do promise to pick up some treats before I get Home, OK?"The gyrations this information triggered in the holographic display, interspersed with squeals of excitement were enough to finally dissipate it's mood and it chided gently, "Little One, sometime in this light cycle, please." Oh, sorry. Be right back," came.