Her breasts were on the smaller side, I would guess 34B and she had long slender legs. Her smile was captivating with brilliant white teeth. She wore...very little makeup (she didn’t need any). Many times I would glance nonchalantly when she got dressed. She always wore the skimpiest bikini panties and rarely did she wear a bra. She had pink nipples and her pubic hair was a neat triangle just a shade darker than the hair on her head. Occasionally we would catch each other looking when we. She came down and sat down besides me and to my surprise and delight her mother came sat there to. We made small talks for a while, in which I just could not take my eyes of those tits. The she went to fetch something to eat and drink. When she came back she came forward and offered me a few things. I took them. Then standing there she bent over so as to reach and offer the things to her daughter. In doing so her breasts were mere inches away from me. I suddenly felt an erection grow. Not only. As we took our benches and Sister Gabe was telling us who our opponents would be, the loudspeakers in the auditorium cut loose with a recorded version of our very own brass band playing our theme song! Real loud!All eyes turned to the control booth, and I started laughing. I could see Einstein's smiling face behind the recently vacated control booth, with somebody, who I assumed was the announcer, and two security guards banging on the door demanding he open it. By the time someone with keys. After we got to bed, I looked at Rhee and said, “I don’t need any details, but was it what you’d hoped?”“That, and more. The one thing that I’ve been pondering is that, except for one aspect, I prefer making love with either or both of my wives.”“I think I know exactly what you mean. A cock ... or, at least, Dad’s cock in there is much more satisfying than are fingers. I’m sure fingers would be better than the cock of some guy that doesn’t know what to do with it, but Dad sure knows.”“Oh, god,.