So, our evenings in the bathroom were all about caressing, picking her breasts up, and letting them hang down, kneading them, and gently oiling them a...l over. It always aroused both of us so much that we were making love in the shower or hurried to bed to continue cuddling and hugging until we made love again.That afternoon when Molly came home from the visit of her doctor she was quite depressed. I knew how to console her. I kissed her caressed her cheeks and told her I love her regardless. When I had the chance to ask him, he said he was moving along state borders when he could, or county borders as a backup, or just good ole open space as needs be.He expects to reach his next stopping point in two more Christmas’s, following along I-70 when possible.He may have earned his billions, while I have had my few millions handed through genealogy.We both got hot chicks, no doubt about it!We are enjoying our long romance, getting to see each other every day, then getting home to exchange. I walked off after my kaftan, donning my straw bonnet, and feeling naked as the breeze flowed over my nude curves, the small triangular patch covering my cunt, wetted with each step, I never felt so wanton as I did at that moment, my eyes hidden behind the huge shades I wore, my head down into the breeze coming from behind, my eyes scanning the sand-line, until it delved in slightly, similar to where we had spread our towels, and there again I saw his towel, a bright yellow, and I looked back. Stephanie felt Tony withdraw from her aching pussy. Felicity bent over, to attend to her stocking, unclipping it, then rolling it down her leg. Felicity got a close up view of her boyfriends mothers hairless cunt, and puckered arsehole, as did Tony she presumed. “Hey Mum, nice knickers, silk?” Tony asked.“Of course they’re silk,” Felicity replied, without looking up.Stephanie watched with amazement, as Tony reached out, and felt the silky material of his mothers panties, tracing his finger up.