"Wow, what was that all about mom?" Becky asked hearing my surprised gasp." Oh... oh nothing honey, I dozed off and was just startled, that's all." Hi... fingers were now running up and down on my panties, tracing a line around my swollen labia, up and down, up and down, up and down. What the hell do I do now? I looked down at Josh and all I could see was the back of his head. I couldn't see his hand moving under the sheet but I sure as hell could feel it. How could I get this boy to stop without. ’ Both had tears rolling down their cheeks. Between sniffles, Pam formally introduced us, ‘Mom, this is Tom Sumter. Tom, this is my mom Ruth.’ We briefly hugged. ‘I’m very pleased to meet you Tom.’ ‘Ruth, I am very happy to meet you. Pam has told me a lot about you and this farm. It certainly is a pretty place.’ I glanced at Pam and she appeared to be very relieved. ‘Thank you. Please come in out of the cold.’ We walked into the living room. This was obviously an old and very traditional. I tried not to stare but it was hard not too ,because the water made the thin materiel of her bra and panties transparent, so the outline of her pussy and hard nipples were now clearly visible as she walked towards me. She pick up the towel and dried off ,then while spreading it back on the chair abruptly said “When I’m here alone, I like to sunbath nude, would that bother you?” Only an idiot would say yes to that so I simply answered “Not at all ” Within seconds of hearing my answer, . Four or five maybe. It doesn’t exactly come up in casual conversation, you know.”“It doesn’t have to hurt,” said Bobby. “At least in my experience, you can make it hurt as little as possible.”“How many girls have you ... done it with?” she asked.“You don’t want to know,” he said.“Yes I do.”“No, you don’t,” he said firmly.“What are you ... some kind of stud?” She laughed.He only smiled. “Trust me, with the right guy, you’ll have a good time. Why are you in a hurry anyway?”“I’m not in a hurry,”.