Excuse me for a minute."I walked to my office and hit speed-dial number one on my special cell phone. Sandy, fortunately, answered my call. I explaine... why I'd called, apologizing ahead of time if I'd opened my mouth and inserted foot, but Sandy quickly warmed to the idea."Just Mom this trip," Sandy said. "When Mom and I are alone, we get along fine. When Dad's with her, she puts on her religious-wife hat."I laughed. "I'll make sure she understands, but I'll be subtle about it." Hah. When did. Melanie nibbled on Ilsa's baby-soft earlobe, and slowly pushed against the pinched flesh, and finally felt it yield. Her finger slid into Ilsa's ass and was enthustiastically sucked in by the tiny muscles. Ilsa squealed softly and tilted her head back, her silky brown hair falling over Melanie's arm as she held her gorgeous friend. Then, she pitched forward, as Melanie burrowed her finger deeper, and nestled her face against Melanie's collar, panting there. Melanie tilted Ilsa's face back up. Joel stared at her tits. He'd always wondered what they felt like exactly. He'd caught his mom topless a couple times, and he knew they sagged when she didn't have a bra on, but hell, for a 44 year old woman, and as big as they were, well, that was to be expected a bit. Deciding that a bit of playing couldn't hurt, Joel took the large breasts in his hands. God they felt nice. His mom moaned a little in her sleep, but nothing more. "How much did you drink is another question mom," Joel said. The strange part was that with all the wind blowing around me, I didn’t feel a thing. I didn’t feel a single gust of wind against my face. I was amazed at this, I personally thought it was an incredible movie-like phenomena that only happen in films, like the scene in Forces of Nature with Ben Affleck, when he’s kissing his bride and all this stuff just starts swirling around them in the middle of this storm and nothing hits them because it’s like they are in their own little force field. I.