I don't have a habit of spyingon people. You know, you shouldn't go around accusing people." I wastaken by surprise as he jumped me. I fell backwards ...n the sand, and hestraddled me keeping my arms pinned."Don't lie to me, Riley!" I tried to fight free, but he was stronger thanhe looked."Let me go! Sorry, yes, I did spy on you," I shouted while trying tosquirm myself out of his grip. He let go, and sat down next to me.Embarrassed I sat up facing him."I'm sorry. I just wanted to know who the. His prick was soft and was just draped casually against the boy's almost hairless thigh.Betty knelt on the floor next to the bed. Using just one finger she gently touched her boy's pecker, running the finger up and down the soft loose skin until she saw the skin tightening. Willy's cock began to rise under his mother's soft knowing touch.She leaned in to take the boy in her mouth. Betty enjoyed feeling her son's cock grow in her mouth to it's full seven and a half inch length, the thickness of. His mother continued, apparently not taking notice of the fidgeting young boy, "Janice said she was asleep, but knew someone was in the room. I was thinking it might have been Jim."Jim was the fourth oldest sister's husband, Roland's brother in-law. Roland quickly saw that his mother was even going to mention another brother in-law who lived in the house. However, he knew that his own indiscretion could never be blamed on another. Besides, they would realize in the end that he was the culprit.. " Giggle. "Really? He said that?" Yeah. I need to get used to the tidal flows and stuff. The swing isn't bad, but it's unfamiliar waters and the currents are goofy here." Not like the bay entrance back home?" I remember bucking the incoming tide. Our boat's eight-knot top speed erodes pretty fast under a two knot current pushing the other way. Sailboats like ours have a physical speed limitation. More wind, more power doesn't make you go faster when you hit a certain number. Ours was eight.