"You need to cover up a bit better, dear." She said.Bill looked down and saw his breasts hanging out. Heblushed and readjusted his towel. She followed...him intoPatty's room. Bill sat down on the bed as his mom wentthrough the closet. She pulled out a gray, short sleeve topand a long black skirt. Bill carefully put on the bra andpanties that were left on the bed for him. Mom then found apair of shoes and put them on the floor in front of thebed. Bill put the clothes on and his mother sat him down. Her eyes had a glassy, glazed over look. Suddenly he took off his cock from her mouth and dragged my wife by the armpits. He placed her on top of me. Her body was limp and she did not resist as he sat her on my lap. She collapsed on top of me, her head resting on my shoulder. Then she whispered into my ear weakly: ‘Please. No more.’ I saw him standing behind her, holding his huge cock in his hand. ‘I am going to fuck her in the ass. Now you are going to see your whore get off!’ I felt his. Back then telebabad, or talking on the phone, was almost a dying thing but we were doing it anyway. We were talking about anything and everything, sexual fantasies even (hey, we are already adults). On one of our dates, we decided to go to the beach because we once talked about wanting to see which one of us swims better. It was actually perfect because her family owns a beach house in Bataan and she had been bragging on how beautiful and untouched the beach was.Anyway, we went to their beach. You’re pretty well set for life unless the world ends. Won’t be RICH rich, but if you’re halfway sensible, you won’t have to break a sweat.”“Why would I need a house? I’m stayin’ with you. They said...”“You’re thirteen. Your thoughts may change.”“You remember when we went sailing that time and got caught in that thunderstorm?”I vividly remember it. Almost couldn’t get the sails down fast enough, heavy wind gusts, cloud to ground (or water) lightning, making hull speed running under bare poles..