We were both rubbingeach other's bra cups and teasing our nipples, but never losing contactwith each other. Teri broke away from our kiss, smiled and ...otated herbody around so that she had her head by my crotch area and so that hercrotch was near my face. She lovingly stroked the front of my panties,reached around to my side and helped me to remove them. I suddenlyunderstood why panties are put on over a garter belt... it makes themeasier to remove! I responded in kind by removing Teri's. ' I don’t know about going nude, a lot of people seem to be looking like we are' i replied back not being so keen. But deep down I was well up for it.We got chatting and were just enjoying being in the sun, every now and then we would comment on people and have a laugh, I suppose it was normal.'do you mind if i go topless?' mum saidmy chin nearly hit the floor, i cant believe she wanted to.' er er er its up to you' I stuttered. I couldn’t believe it, I was going to see my mum’s tits¬' do what. Their bed had a squeaking spring and the floorboards a creak. Sharmila could hear them moving around next door and their voices carried, even though they were keeping them low to not disturb her. She could hear every sigh, every whisper and every movement on the bed.They didn't make love that first night but she didn't expect that situation to continue. She doubted they could keep their hands to themselves, and who could blame them? When you're in love you want to enjoy the feel of each others. I resolved to spend some time with her after the funeral, to see if I could help.The day after we got back, the mammal excremental waste hit the oscillating atmospheric cooling device (bull shit hit the fan!). 'A reliable source' broke the news that Elizabeth was two months pregnant when she was killed. Then, there were various nebulous reports, from 'anonymous sources' that reported that she was a somewhat wild party girl who played around a lot, and that the baby was not her husband's. I knew.