“Doug suggested that we, or should I say you and Mich do a bit of flashing in town and then we’ll head to the nudist beach for a bit more fun. But...that’s for tomorrow.” We took off what was left of our clothing and Dee open the case, passed me a pair of latex pants and a tight string tee shirt and she slipped on her crotchless red body stocking . She looked fab, my cock responded as I struggled with my rubber pants, but when fitted the bulge looked massive. She cupped it in her hand. “Mich will. My hands gently pressed the unclasped halves apart, moving up to slip the harsh straps from her pale smooth shoulders. Again I pressed her, “Last chance mother – after this, nothing will be the same?”The seconds turned into a full minute as our eyes were locked together – until I was certain of her answer.Mother’s right arm rose quickly and crossed her breasts before the bra fell, holding it strategically in place. Of my question – nothing.It was at that point she mouthed ‘no’ to me in the. If she were to demand something now, I would be hard pressed to resist her.Still, there is one other thing. Minutes later I've added thigh-high leatherboots to the ensemble, and words would be a paltry means to describe her, andwould undoubtedly fall short. I've lost time somewhere, I realize… I arrived here over an hour ago.Where did the time go? I lead her to the table, bending her forward. I releaseher hands and order her to place her palms flat on the table. She obeys withoutquestion,. 'Your chest is so hairy I need to pull apart some hair to read themeasuring tape' Steve, another old guy would say. Larry, measuring hisbicep would marvel in wonder as he wrapped the measuring tape on it andmade sure his fingers accidentally dipped into his sweaty hairy armpit ashe did so.David suddenly said, 'damn son, looks like you need a hot chic to measurethat muscle for you', looking down at the growing bulge in his shorts. 'Ifhe's hung like his grandpa, the gal better know what she's.