I knelt in the sand beside her and started to wash her body. I started with her back. It was broad and muscular, but right now it looked feminine, too... I continued up to her arms and shoulders. Then I moved up behind her and reached around to wash her chest. The soap made everything slippery and I washed a long time, playing with her tits all the while. She was really getting into it and she leaned back into me as I played. I had to use my full reach and only just managed to reach when around. My mothers white lacey bra came into view. It was a wonderful site. I massaged her large breasts through her bra as she continued to allow me access to her body. I touched her nipples. They were hard and stiff and everything I had hoped they would be. After completely freeing my mother from her blouse and bra I was free to admire the wonderful breasts that she had. I sucked on them like I had as a baby. It was wonderful. I ran my tongue up and down the length of her nipples then I started. He had a huge dick and it was clearly hard by seeing me naked. I stared at his dick and saw him struggle to pee. The hardness was making it difficult for him to release himself. He turned towards me and saw me gazing at his pole.I got embarrassed and left him alone to do his business. I could not get the picture of his dick out of my head and it was making me wet. I closed the door of the bathroom on my way out and started to get dress. I had packed some of the best lingerie with me. I wore my. All the time knowing that from her bedroom window on the second floor, she could see me anytime she wanted to. She never made a pass, or let me know if she ever watched me, for a couple years, until one day during the summer, when I was home alone, painting the house. The door bell rang, much to my suprise, since most normal people were at work. Stopping what I was doing I went to the door, and there she was...Sarah standing there in her bikini crying?! I said what's the matter sweetheart, and.