I saw his cock get harder under his shorts as Tams jumped up for another cuddle, he immediately responded by grabbing her soft arse cheeks for support...as Tams wrapped her legs around his waist, “OMG son” he sighed as he felt his erection pressing against young Tammy’s crotch, “Cant cuddle like this as a naturist son” he said laughing, I had to share his humour.“What’s a naturist grandpa?” she asked looking him in the eye as she teasingly wiggled to adjust her position forcing him to adjust his. I used to leave the bathroom door open a crack just so that you could. Whenever I heard the floor boards creek I’d look in the mirror. It was never you but your father sure enjoyed himself a few times.”I asked, “So now what?”Mom smiled and put my hands on her breasts. She said, “Honey as long as you get my blood flowing like your father did, then I’ll give you everything that I gave him.”I was trying to think of what Mom gave Dad when she snapped me back to reality. She said, “Honey that means. When she walked back to the bar, she smiled politely if not sheepishly, and whispered something into her husband’s ear. He smiled. “So, Alex, I don’t know if I heard your answer,” she said in her elegant French accent, “are you a good driver? It’s up to you, I suppose, whether we are talking about sports cars or women.” I caught her snicker at J in a way that looked to say, ‘he’s not the only one that can fuck with people’.“Well, racing would be fun, but I’m not going to lie to you and. The warm wetness of her mouth lapping and sucking on him after the coolness of the sea water felt good, and he looked down on his daughter’s head as it bobbed along his shaft. He began to moan and encouraged her with his fingers in her hair, holding her face close to his groin. He remembered her saying that the boy’s come had tasted “not horrible as she had expected” and the image of her doing that on the seat of a car brought on his climax. He held her head tightly as he bucked his hips.