He caught me off guard, I wasnt expecting it and didnt get a chance to stifle my gasp or the moan that came mixed with it. He came away from my thighs...and smirked at me, bringing his body back level with mine he kissed me hard and I tasted myself on his tongue. It was such a strange and yet thrilling moment. I could feel his cock against my leg, it felt so big and hard I could barely believe it, more than anything I wanted to feel that inside me and it seemed that Tom was eager to oblige me.. " Don't worry about me. What about Kim and Mandy? You've been ignoring the poor girls," I teased with a smile, flirting shamelessly with a boy I could never have."Don't eat without me," he threatened back, grinning madly, in love.I spent the day doing the hundred little chores that always need to be done when you move. Electricity and phone and mail and internet and cable and... I positioned my parents old bedroom furniture in the large back bedroom, the bedroom that overlooked the backyard and. Our times with David and Bobby took care of that need. Together we just enjoyed the womanly touch to each other.Armed with several converters for all our needs while in Europe to use our different ‘appliances’ we waved goodbye to our parents from the deck and then hurried to our room.Grinning and giggling, we quickly undressed each other and fell into awaiting arms. Our kisses, with a taste of the ocean scent, were thrilling. Falling on the soft bed together was wonderful as we groped at each. What I saw was my daughter, Marsha, with the worst scowl I had ever seen on her face, standing there pointing at the brown water coming out of the faucet.I was about to tell her that the pipes were probably a little rusty and that the water would clear up soon, but I was interrupted by Brian, my thirteen year old son saying, "My bedroom smells like old ass!"It's true; the house did have a dank smell to it that seemed worse in the smaller places like the kids' bedrooms, but I knew that it.