"Vince slapped her thigh with his erection. Margie giggled. "In a hurry to use it, huh?" I guess..."Realizing that she might just be spoiling the mood... Margie blurted out, "okay, I'm going to fantasize that you're Danny." Danny!" Why not, I see him often enough. He's good-looking, has a sense of humor and Tessa loves him like crazy." Okay, so it's Danny, want me to renter the room?" Sounds like an idea that might work," she said.This is fucking crazy, Vince thought. It's almost like she's. I motion for him to come sit on the bed. She sees me do this and climbs into the bed on her knees and keeps sucking my cock. Once he's sitting next to us for a few moments she kisses up my belly and starts kissing my lips, then tongueing me. she breaks the kiss and nibbles my ear, then whispers in it "can I take him out of his pants?"I push her back down to my cock and have her start sucking me. I take her hand and move it to his crotch I force it against his hard cock, she moans softly. . "I know a place just south of here about two miles that has a nice cove where we can be alone and spend a nice quite afternoon relaxing." "That sounds excellent to me," he said. "Why don't you steer the course and I'll go inside and get us a couple of cold beers?" Don left and went inside to get the beer as Mike piloted the boat to the small cove he had just mentioned. Terri and he had come here before to spend some quiet afternoons in the past and the. .My mom was a cold woman. My dad was French and Catholic. My mom had been born in West Germany right around the time of the war. She’d been raised a Lutheran, but converted to Catholicism for my dad. I bet that was the only selfless thing she ever did for him. She must have loved him once I guess.I don’t know whether my mom was cold or just indifferent; indifferent to me and my dad. I can’t say exactly when, but sometime in my early adolescence I realized my mom never much liked kids, and I.