We stopped a few hours later to stretch again and have some trail mix. We talked about the mountains and the birds and the trees. As we talked I looke... her up and down. My eyes stopping at her beautiful breasts and tender thighs. I couldn't help getting a hard on. It felt weird but somewhat good to be turned on by my own mother. It felt right. Mom noticed I was checking her out. She didn't say anything though. We started hiking again, and in a matter of a couple of hours we made it to our lake.. I like thesubservient cunts, they are easy to manipulate andalways take good care of my pussy. A new family moved in down the street from us, Helen,she’s a blue eyed blond with great legs and a lousyattitude who thinks the world owes her something buther husband, Doug is real nice. My husband, much to mychagrin, offered to show them around the city as theywere new here and I was stuck having to be with thebitch the whole day. Well I have never been known to keep my temper in checkand. He did promise to get you back,” said Henry with a chuckle. There were times when it was a pleasure watching the interaction between Abe and Jerry. It was usually fun and confusing at the same time.“You’ve got to admit, it was a good one,” said Jerry wondering how Abe had thought up the joke.Without a knock, the door opened. A very irritated Sharon stuck her head into the room and asked, “What in the hell did that boy of mine do now?”Still laughing, Jerry said, “Oh, he came in here and said. "i'm over the fish girls. i like gyrls like me..." thank God we were almost at the spot he likes."oh! she's..." yep... like me..."obviously, he hadn't heard the "u" when i said i'd met a "gUrl".i pulled over, hit the lights and took off my seat belt. i'd purposely paid no attention to his cock for the whole ride. i reached for it now. of course, he'd already had it out for sometime... wondering how i could keep my hands off it."there it is, baby, take it..."& i did, cupping it fully & softly in.