" Yes, it's a red." He looked to Mom. "Do you mind if I use it?"I took the dusty bottle and wine opener into the kitchen. Mom glanced at it with a sad...smile. "Is it okay, Mom?" That's the last bottle from our last trip to California."I remembered that trip. I'd gone to camp that last year and had been so afraid Dad would die while I was away. At the same time, he and Mom went back to the little bed and breakfast in Mendocino, where they'd stayed for their honeymoon.My chest felt tight as I. That's how we kept an eye on them." Did we?" she asked, sounding worried. "Bob. You're right. It wasn't very dark when you get right down to it. What if they saw something during some of those bursts?" Crap!" he gasped. "They really could have." If she saw what I did for you..." groaned Karen."That could lead to some real frustration," he finished."Let me take her to do this," said Karen, urgently. "Maybe she and I can have a woman to woman chat about things." I have to tell you that's the best. Caroline began humping her thighs as the sensations seemingly went direct from nipples to cunt. "Ahhh, like that, ohhhh yes, ooooh do that, suck me, suck me. Ooooohhh, suck me hard. I am, ugh... I'm ahhh. Oh, oh, Eeeeeee."She then pushed my face into her tits and strained her hips upward, as the orgasm that burst through her. With her still wanking my now spunk bursting cock, she said; ‘Robert sweetheart, cum all over my lovely titties please’.I stood up and after a couple of strokes, I shot. ”We couldn’t contain our laughter after that and giggled most of the way back to Becky’s house. The moment we got in the door, Becky started kissing me and we started pulling each other’s clothes off. She stopped us long enough to get to her bedroom before we finished stripping and started fucking. Becky really wanted it hard this morning, too. Fortunately, she was already so aroused that I managed to push her to her climax before I pumped my load into her.I was just kissing my way down her.