I knew most of them and had fucked at least two of them in high school. After a few more beers I let them talk me into taking a quick swim in the lake... At that point I really wasn’t thinking clearly and agreed to get naked with all the guys.We all went in and it was a bit chilly, so my nipples were about as hard and erect as they could possibly get. It wasn’t long before I was out of there, shaking and wanting to get dressed. The only problem was I didn’t have a towel, so one. My mother’s dress also remained in place, and she stayed sitting in her chair rather than on my lap.She curled her legs up on the seat and rested her head on my shoulder. I had one arm around her. My other hand rested on the bare skin of her thigh. I held my mother tighter and kissed the top of her head. In return, she tilted her head and lay a gentle kiss on my jaw, not quite able to reach my lips.In silence, we sat like this for the entire journey home. We just enjoyed being in each other’s. Too busy to notice her surroundings and the hungry eyes deliberately enjoying the beautiful sight.The man whose name is Markus, is no longer could hold the urge to fuck.He formed a plan. and calculated his every move in details, how and when to strike.With a wicked grin suddenly appeared around his face.He then slowly made his way nearer to the object of his lust.He made himself noticed by making a fake coughing,which startled the woman near her and momentarily stopped from her swim.Isabel was. I watched her there, beginning to writhe silently, as her top began to loosen from her breast. I hadn't worn anything under my jeans this day, preferring the freedom to get hard uninhibited. I think she liked the look of it as I pulled them down; there's an immediacy to it: the flap of the jeans hanging down; first, the base of it; she catches a glimpse of its width, the bulging vein leading from the top; I'm pushing my jeans lower and I can feel the harsh stitching riding down the side of it;.