Nothing. I put the mouthpiece into my mouth, curled, and stroked beneath the water, kicking with the oversized fins once my feet felt under the water....I swam down further, then came vertical, holding my position under water, using my arms to keep me under. As I did, I turned slowly seeking any sign of the dolphin.A shadow passed over me from the left and I looked up in that direction. Above me was a single dolphin gliding just below the surface. He seemed to be intent on watching me as I. “Good job,” I said to her, placing my hand ever so lightly on her breast for fear she’d notice. “Thanks,” she said, shyly, and smiling broadly. She didn’t seem to notice the location of my hand, or she didn’t care. “Rianne, you want a turn?”The same things happened with Rianne, though I could tell she was a bit looser morally than Jessica. She even spread her legs slightly on the turns, and I could swear it was to make it easier to press my hand against her virgin pussy on the turns. After. Getting up from the piles of folded clothes, they turned him around to try again, while making all sort of jokes about men getting dressed without supervision. Mark had expected a lot of things, but not the two women pleasantly socializing. He thought that maybe he was going to wake up any second to the house coming apart when the two female forces of nature collided. Taking a second look in the mirror, he shared a mental laugh, although he would never admit it. He looked like he had never. Without my shoes, I walked softly across the hard wood floor like a memory out of my youth. She watched me with her wide green eyes, a smile pleased, but nervous, smile on her full red lips.It had been a delightful evening. Just a mother being spoiled by her loving adult son. We dinned at a fine restaurant that mom would never have been frugal enough to enter if I was not paying - we danced to ancient tunes played by an ageing piano player and his young sexy lounge singer. Mother drank at least.