We got a laugh. We took a tour of the place and decided to take advantage of the warm sun and the private lanai. I made a batch of drinks for our plea...ure and when Kate came out, the bikini looked familiar. She informed me that she was proud of the fact she could still fit into a 10 year old bathing suit. That’s why it looked familiar. It was the one she wore on the canoe trip. I told her she actually looked better in it know than she did then. She asked me to put on suntan lotion for her. I. "Oh, I know. But every time I rub it, I get lucky."She snickered, amused by my rather insipid double entendre. She opened her legs, challenging me to prove whether I could walk the walk as well as talk the talk. I accepted the task, kissing her briefly before disappearing beneath the covers, kneeling between my mother's outstretched legs. Shrouded in darkness, I relied on my sense of touch and the scent of her arousal to guide me to her cleft, working at her with my mouth, tounge, and teeth. By. My fingers could barely encircle his shaft. I moaned as I sucked on his head and stroked him, as if trying to make him shot his load into my mouth.”Ah man, that feels good. You like sucking dick now don’t you?” I wasnt going to pretend or try to hide it, I let out a cock muffled, “mmm hmmmm” I didn’t want to take his cock out of my mouth to speak, not even for a second. “Yeah, go ahead then” he said as he stroked the back of my head. It seemed like I had him in my mouth forever, but I didn’t. I gave up. My lips parted and I melted into his young strong chest. My tongue feverishly explores his mouth. Fuck it. It was my husbands fault anyway. He sent me down here by myself dressed like a whore. I was supposed to tease them. You know bend over letting my short skirt expose my stockings. Maybe dance around a little like some stripper or something. Tease them and get them all worked up. But I wasn’t supposed to let them actually touch me. I sure as hell wasn’t supposed to touch them. I.