“But,” I said, eyes on her face, “we shouldn’t have…”“But we did. And we can’t alter that, Aidan.” My mother shifted closer to me, h...r forehead touching mine as she held my stare with her gaze. “I’m not sorry we did it,” my mother continued with a whisper. “I wanted us to do it. I needed that physicality, Aidan. I know I’m your mother, but that only made it so much sweeter. When you were inside me … When you came…”For the next few minutes my mother soothed my fears. She hugged me in close, both. She mane a couple of wiggles from her nice round hips and the skirt slid down her nylon covered legs, until it fell to her ankles.I looked right at her shaven crotch, but I could not see anything, since her thighs were so close together. Ana then began taking off her red sweater. I enjoyed looking at her nice round tits, covered by a sexy push up bra.She smiled, asking what I wanted to see first.Before I could talk, Johnny asked her to show us her pussy first.Anita smiled again and started. (Sorry had to get that in as she'll be readingthis).Yes a straight girl, still a friend today and married with kids - backthen you'd never have guessed it!It was a big place with a very mixed crowd where you could barely hear afucking thing without your friend talking in your ear when you were onthe dance floor and needed to hang at the rear bar or upstairs just tohear yourself think.On this night I was with a group of nine, so we hung out and dancedtogether, which we always did. I had danced. Our journey wound upward for a while. On reaching the top, we had a magnificent view of the coast line set out below us. On a day like this day it was hard to believe that the area could have had a storm such as that of 1879 that wrecked the Senator with such and awful loss of life. The walk to the beach was quite easy downhill, but by the time we had reached our destination, we were both a little tired. I was glad I'd made the decision not to visit the village as well. I don't think we were as.