She ran her hands over her belly, grinning wildly to feel the contours of her abdominal muscles. She hopped around, stuck out her hip, and tried to st...am the mirror back up with just a look over her shoulder. She blew a kiss, grabbed her scandalous robe from the hook on the back of the door and sashayed across the hall to her bedroom.She still couldn’t believe all the new clothes she owned. She’d have burned all of her gross fat tents she used to wear. They sat in the stack of cardboard boxes. Her hand roamed too, landing directly on my cock. "Hmmm, nice. Your mother was not exaggerating."I let out an incontrollable moan. Trying to replicate her aggressiveness, I reached her pantyhose covered crotch. She explained, "Sorry, if I would have known I would be entertaining guests, I would have worn stockings...for easier access."I let out another moan. I looked at Mom, who was smiling perversely. There was a moment of silence, as we each had our hands on the other's private parts through. ”Billy was a great guy. He brought a bottle of bourbon to the last reunion. And lots of dirty magazines, that we jerked off to after lights out. I never could figure out how he got his hands on that stuff.“Did you see Missy,” Billy asked, “She is looking good.”“Yeah, no doubt, I saw her when we arrived,” I replied as I carried luggage to the boys cabin.There were four main buildings on the grounds. The main lodge for the adults, a boys cabin, and a girls cabin. The boat house was down by the. Actual problem is monotony. That’s why threesome, swapping and group sex is so common lifestyle today. This change in sexual habit is adding lot of spice in married life, refining their psychology. The ladies are bit scared of it at first, fearing it could hurt their husbands. They may think their wives as slut; it may ruin their marriage or family. I’ve confidence in this lifestyle of multiple partners; if it’s followed with discipline it will enlighten the married life, no question of.