"It's even better in close-up Mr De Mille!" She tenderly stroked my scrotum with her spare hand. "Mmmm, you've got quite a load stored in there, I'd s...y." I was edging in the night."She smiled, lay back and closed her eyes. "How very thoughtful." Where shall I oil you, Barbara?" First do my titties - real slow, please - and pay special attention to my nipples." As instructed, I began my sun oil massage of her huge breasts."I'm not too worried about sun cream, but I really need some attention. "Why did you make me go upstairs before?" I asked."I'm sorry about that," Mom said, "but I needed to talk to Jeff. There were some things that I wanted to know from him, and some that I needed to tell him, and they were things that I did not want you to know if he gave me the wrong answers." Were the answers wrong?" I asked. "And why were you keeping things secret from me?" There are always going to be certain things that we keep secret from others, even those that are closest to us," she told. We arrived and talked for a while before going out to dinner with them. We didn’t have much money as we were both in school, so we planned on staying with them in their motor home.After dinner, we went back to their place and they suggested we all go for a swim. This sounded like a great idea as I love the water. So we all went to the pool and swam for about an hour until the sun was well down. His parents excused themselves and said they were headed to bed and that left just the two of us.We. He fought the urge to compare her to Clair. Instead, he asserted himself. Karl decided he would have none of that, “Shoo. Go away! I am going to have sex and you two must disappear.” I am not going to spend a Saturday night alone while my wife if fucking somebody else, he thought. An idea came to him in an instant. “Let’s have a foursome,” he said and three jaws dropped. “No, no. I'm not referring to sex, at the moment.” Turning to the latest arrival, he asked, “You are?” “Christine.” .