He responded and started to speed up“Arrrr yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss” I moaned out His cock was slipping in and out quite effortlessly with me new f...und sexually awareness and wetness and I could hear his breathing increasing somewhat.“Arrrrr mom” I heard him sayThat was it for me, he called me mom like that little boy when he was three and I would do anything for him.“Arrr mom I going to”“I know, just let it happen,” I said, “Come in me”I started to pant while nearing my orgasm then felt his. Once in the water it was like I was hanging out with a completely different person. Marian acted like a kid, splashing me when I wasn't giving her my full attention. It wasn't until she started teasing my erection that I realized that frolicking in the water also made her extremely horny as she'd never teased me in public before.It was too bad we couldn't do it in the pool I mused as Marian grew more bold. Or could we? Thinking back I realized that no one seemed to mind when we went skinny. Then, genuine silverware with a MS overlapping script engraved in the handle. Finally, two elegant crystal champagne flutes. From the bottom of the basket, he produced a half bottle of Moet. It was already sweating from the warm air and the cold contents. He opened it, removing the wire cap holder and working the cork out slowly until the last millimeter when it produced the mandatory loud 'pop' and sailed overboard. He picked up the champagne flutes and poured two glasses of the famous. "About Gary, and me, and Moira, and Malia, and everything."I paused for a long time before I answered. "Gary doesn't think about things like most people. He may well try to coax Malia into bed with him, but the next night, he's just as likely to try to coax you into bed with him. Unlike most guys, it's not that he's just a letch. He really loves the women he's with, and he'll do anything for any of them. He's never just trying to score. He wouldn't have made love to you if he didn't really care.