We used to go hunting, look at motorshows, go out and eat and so on.My mother and i. We were as a family, we had our routines and roles at our house.W...en i was with dad we had fun and didnt think about ordinary life such as homework and cleaning the room.But with mom, it was more focus on homework and go cutting the grass, but we had our moments too.Every friday night, we had what we called, friday cudde or in swedish, "fredagsmys".We used to watch a movie at night and eat snacks and candy.One. Listening this she came close to me and now our bodies were very close to each other. I could feel the warmth of her slim body. Her perfume was mesmerizing.I said “it’s usually the guy who takes the first move and tries to turn on the girl and when she gets turned on …” i didn’t complete the sentence implying the meaning on its own. She asked “what does a guy do to turn on a girl”. “He can do many things starting from an eye contact” saying this i made my eye contact with her. She responded me. My boss was far more experienced at this than myself, but I had learned a lot from the relatively brief amount of time I had spent sailing with him. I found sailing to be a very peaceful, relaxing pursuit. The day looked very promising, as it was a nice day with a steady light onshore breeze and no inclement weather. It seemed a perfect day for sailing. As we proceeded out of the docking area, we passed the other boats lined up with their white sails rising up majestically against the deep blue. I was momentarily shocked, wondering why... why stop now? She whispered “You can’t cum yet.”She slowly laid back on the bed as she rubbed the wetness between her legs and then licked it from her fingers. She motioned for me to come closer, to which I was happy to oblige. I knelt next to her, admiring her curves and firm nipples. She gripped my balls with one hand and pulled my throbbing cock into her eager mouth. I pinched her nipples harder than usual and she purred approval. She sucked me.