I gathered up our belongings and was going to leave just a towel and her shorts and vest but then I thought: I just can’t facking resist this! I pic...ed up EVERYTHING! There would be no clothes, or towel even, for her to cover herself up. It was mean, it was facking mean. I glimpsed her swimming strongly in the turquoise water – oblivious to her fate. I started to laugh… it was hard to stop. I trudged up the sandy slipway and home. We didn’t live that far from the shore, about a third of a mile. She didn't even seem to mind rubbing my cock, aslong as it was only through the panties, but my dick didn't seem to get hard aseasily as my nipples any more. I loved it when she'd unwrap the ace bandage from around my chest. I always felt so constricted when it was binding my breasts up against me; when my titsfinally were able to hang freer (and my bra, although it supported them, didfeel much less like a straightjacket) they felt so much better. Then she'd leadme into the bedroom, still in my. He’d have them crying ‘uncle’ in minutes.We put the grim mood to one side while Mel took great pleasure in showing me around her house. It wasn’t quite a home; there was no doubting that a single woman lived there with her dogs, but it was a little too neat and impersonal. I quickly realized that it meant a whole lot to her; not the house itself, but the fact that her name was on the papers, she was a homeowner building up equity rather than paying rent, and she was doing it without having to. !!!!!!I removed my hands from her bra and hold her head and said I love u ummmaaaaa..Plzzzzzzz I want to fuck u badly. She got shocked by it and said noooo this is wrong, you are my son-in-law and you have my son’s age. I can’t have sex with you. I am only for my husband and I won’t cheat him. Leave meeeeeee…She started to getup and I hold her tight and made her lay down there itself. She resisted and pushed me down off the sofa and got up from there with her nighty in the hands and walked.