A drop of my cum appeared on her thigh, trickling out of her. As reality snapped back into focus, she stood and turned, fixing her shirt. She kicked o...f her shorts at me and leaned back, resting her bare ass on the hot metal.“That was fucking hot!” She exclaimed, running a hand along her thighs and hips.As she spoke, something caught my eye. I looked past her, across the hood of the car, onto the lake. Suddenly, I realized it was a small fishing boat idling some hundred feet offshore, not close. “Oh my God!”“Damn!” Dani said.“God Damn?” he asked, thinking he was repeating what she’d just said.“No, it’s Dham,” she replied, “Dani Dham. Glad to meet you.”“You’re kidding!” Jonathan said, his jaw dropping in shock.“Nope, Dani Dham,” she repeated. “That’s me.”“That tattoo on your wrist…” Jonathan muttered, still putting facts together in his mind. She couldn’t possibly be…“It’s a red fox,” Dani said, not making any excuses.“But that was fifty years ago!” Jonathan replied. “Are you her. My brand new Ferrari with my personalised number plates would have to be returned because I was buying it on credit terms. I think it took about two hours to reach my destination. The place where I had spent my happiest times.The field where I went on summer camp with the Guides. It was so strange. I could see them all as they were, young, happy excited teenagers. How I wished that I could have put the clock back to those times. We were. There is no pressure and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I just want you to know that.”“Thanks, I appreciate that.”“Although I, for one, would really like you to join us.” And she leaned in to me and gave me a kiss. Not a motherly kiss, but a passionate one. I couldn’t help but kiss her back. What was happening to me?Now I knew I wanted to do this group/family sex thing with Chris. It was no longer because I wanted to keep him as my boyfriend, but I wanted to do it myself. Just.