I slid myself back in and out a few times just to see what would happen, but my mommy just continued to hold her pussy lips slightly apart, smiling at...me. I finally pulled my still hard cock out of my mommy's cunt and as I pulled away a large strand of cum connected my dick and her pussy lips, while cum continued to slowly ooze out of her."Paul, I need to taste this to see if this is the frosting for our cupcakes. It looks like there's a lot of it dripping off you here." She wrapped her hand. The blouse came off, then the skirt, in a nervous rush. She reached behind to unhook her bra and stole a quick look at her uncle. He was mesmerised, completely absorbed in watching her, his niece, getting naked before him. His look wasn't lustful, more like a c***d getting an unexpected present. Gone was the leering, lecherous old man she'd been wary of for years. He was transfixed, as gentle as a lamb.Mike spoke, his words cutting through the sexually charged atmosphere. “Now then Ted, are you. He asked if I would sketch his mother, which I was more than happy to do, so he invited me over to where the lady lay on her towel introducing her to me as “Eve” and telling her that I was here to “sketch her tit`s” telling her to get her shirt off, which she scrambled to do as quickly as she could in silence, he did not introduce the father figure.Up until this I had only ever seen the lady in a well filled shirt, now I was confronted with a fabulous pair of breasts encased in a white lacy. " I dropped the dollar, but missed the cup. Did he move it at the last second? I wasn't really watching. His grunt of gratitude unnerved me. I just wanted to hurry away."Fucking wind!" He growled. If only I hadn't looked back. The dollar bill danced towards me. I picked it up and returned it to the grim looking bum."Sorry." I spun back towards the rail stop."If only." He muttered.I lost it. I don't know why. I'm not that type. "Who else gives you a dollar, every damn day? I missed your cup.