Okay, I did blush.We turned off our flashlights, eased the door open, and looked around carefully. The house was dark, and that was when it dawned on ...e that we needed some sort of night-vision glasses. Unfortunately, we had none at the moment, so we were going to have to get by with what we had: Mark 1 eyeballs.We closed the door and stood in the dark for 10 minutes for our eyes to adjust to very low light. I pulled out my small LED flashlight and turned it on. The light was very dim, but. "When my boy hear called me tonight, I just dropped everything so I could come take care of him. As you can see, I didn't even bother to run home and change first." Quick cover up, Mom!Bob looked at me, "Sorry things aren't going so well, son. I am sure it will all work out."Mom responded before I could think of anything to say. "I think once he gets a little mommy-time, he will be right as rain." She smiled up at me and I jerked when I felt her hand touch my upper thigh. As Bob proceeded past. Somewhat recovered, Emma dips down into the water, kisses Donald’s suit covered prick, and comes up, swishing her wet hair behind her. She smiles at him and tells Donald she owes him one when they return to the van.Donald laughs and pretends to start heading for the shore. Emma cries out to him, “not yet.” Donald smiling, returns to her, and kisses her to assure Emma. They have all the time in the world these days now.After swimming and enjoying the water for a while, they lay on their. “The riders said they want to see you strip; Mrs. Stephensen.”Jenn sat on the edge of the Adirondack, put her head on her knees and covered her eyes; trying to get used to the command. With her left forearm over her knees and her eyes closed, she started to undo the laces on her lumberjack boots.“Forget that, Mrs. Stephensen. Go over to Miguel and give him the jeans jacket.”Jenn pushed the back of her knees against the chair as she forced herself up. Her knees shook so bad she could hardly.