The tight, lacy fabric wrapped around her curves just as the bikini did. This time, the material was completely see-through. The soft blue color accen...uated her curves and skin tone in perfect harmony. Her long hair swayed with her hips as she sashayed over to him.It didn’t take long for his dick to pitch a tent in his shorts. It was very apparent to both of them that he was rock hard and throbbing. She reached down and softly massaged his hard rod, trying to calm him down while also getting. My cheeks hollowed as I loved him.“Damn, Mom!” he groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good.”“Mmm, are you going to cum in your mommy’s mouth?” Mom asked, leaning over us. “Huh?”“Getting there.”His balls twitched in my hand. I wanted that jizz in me. I bobbed my head with hunger. With such alacrity. I hungered for my spunk. His tongue fluttered through my folds. His lips brushed my labia. My clit.He sucked on it.I gasped, bucking on him. My nipples rubbed into his stomach. I felt his strength. He wasn’t. She mumbled something that vaguely resembled an apology while grabbing for her jeans and then she skedaddled. She made something of an excuse over coffee a few days later that her lady parts were a bit tight and constricted down there and that a ride on my particular magic pony would probably result in a trip to the emergency room for stitches afterwards.I kept my disagreement of that prediction silent. The vagina is an adaptable and resilient orifice, assuming that proper foreplay occurs. ’ Sammi laughed loud enough to draw happy looks from the other carolers. ‘Good luck with that one!’ ***** ‘Sammi, I have to admit, you’re right. This cider is amazing!’ ‘I know, incredible, isn’t it? Aunt Ginger, thank you for making this. I think it tastes better than I remember, and that’s hard to imagine.’ Ginger brought refills to them both on the couch, then sat opposite them in the easy chair and smiled. ‘What can I tell you? It’s just a matter of bringing the right ingredients together.