I had her as my mom, my friend and my lover. She again hugged me and asked me if i loved her. I told her that i was ready to die for her. She was so t...uched by this words that she tried to kissed me on my lips but i told her about the rules i knew my mom wanted to have sex with me. She didn’t want me to carry this guilt with me. But i knew i couldn’t carry on without making love to her. I told to meena be ready before 1:00pm because we have to sign marriage certificate form. She said but. I saw her staring at me, but she wasn’t seeing me right now. Waving at her only got the response of her eyes blinking. When the old nurse came back in, she quickly got Mary laid down before checking over her sutures. A little later, the girl from last night came in with the biggest grin on her face and a specimen container.“A little birdie told me that they are counting your swimmers. Mom was there too, so she told me to see if you minded me giving you some help. A handjob is as much as I think. —————It was a little overwhelming having all of these young nubile teenage girls running around in their bikinis, most of them seemingly unaware of what their bodies do to men on display like that. Those tits bounced all around as they ran around.Sometimes he’d catch one of them on all fours. Others, sitting Indian style, their bikini bottoms clearly displaying the outlines of their pussies. It was driving him absolutely crazy. He had to keep a hand over his swimming trunks to hide whatever. “You look so lovely tonight, baby girl,” he said.She smiled at that. “Kiss, kiss.” And they kissed again, her hands on his face, his on her waist.He ran his fingers through her hair.“No hotel, daddy?” she asked with a pouty face.“No hotel,” he said.“In the car?” she asked.He shook his head, but his eyes were on her cleavage. “Uncomfortable,” he said about the car idea.She looked to the right. She looked to the left. Then she looked at him playfully.He caught on. “Oh, baby, come on. We-we.