She continued masterfully working my cock and just as I thought I was going to cum she would change tactics easing the urge to cum. and then she would...get me almost there and do it again. I was going nuts.I may have lied about ever getting a footjob but this was unlike any other I had gotten.This went on for what seemed like hours but actually was only 20 minutes. I reached the point of no return and spert after spert of cum sprayed out of my cock. I'm not sure if it was her talent or just. After lunch we decided to head out again, This time no skiing we just cruised the perimeter for a while checkin stuff out. Little did I know, Eric was checkin out the lake earlier in the week for a secluded spot and was heading right for it. When he got there he Idled the boat down and tossed the anchor. Shaun hot brought a rod and was setting up to fish when Eric spoke up and said, " I hope you don't get mad but I told Shaun what happened on the lake the other day, He's cool and all, he. I was keen to keep Tricia, I was convinced that I loved her and I was willing to do anything or forego anything to keep her. She seemed to feel the way I did; we fell in love and talked about marriage although at our age that would be a distant event. We did enjoy some sex but I never ever fucked her something that I have always regretted. If truth were known I was a little slow regarding sex with Tricia, never wanting to push it to the point where she might want to end the relationship.I. She gave her a quick hug. “It’s not hard to see why Bradley likes you. You look like a nice person.”Karen said, “I just reflect Brad’s love to others.”Suzie-Q was now quiet though was a little wide eyed. Mom served the plates with our lunch and Dad got ready to pray. Karen and I held hands. All of us said, “Amen.”Mom said, “You were holding hands with Brad while Bert blessed the meal?”“Yes, ma’am. It’s a tradition that we started. We hold hands and bless every meal no matter where we are or who.