“I am sorry. We are being unfair. I can tell you guys are confused and have no idea as to what is going on. Randall and I have been weekend Nudists ...or years - all our lives in fact. Both our families come from generations of weekend Nudists. That is why we registered for Lifestyle Nudism for Lifestyle Awareness Week. For some reason no else in either of our families is interested in becoming a Lifestyle Nudist themselves. They just like it as a weekend past-time thing but we have both always. I looked up and some of the clothes were underwear,so I just grabbed a bunch and ran out of the yard to the alley and back home.When I got home I went into the garage and used a trouble light to see what I got. Some were bra's 3 were under panties and 1 was a one pc swimsuit. I stashed the panties in a box under a shelf in my garage and stripped off my clothes,I was so excited if you know what I mean and put on the swimsuit,this was something I had never tried before (except a few times putting. That was a great spectacle. Slowly, the shooting stopped and final drops of cum seeped through his fingers.I didn't stayed to watch his ablutions. I was extremely horny. The first live visual of my son ejaculating cock had driven me wild with desire. I immediately returned to my room and fingered myself to a terrific orgasm.Next morning, while getting ready for his college, Rick was silent. He was looking at me with curious eyes, trying to read something in them. I behaved casually, completely. Mimi had recovered her composure, and seeing me close to laughter took Repp’s attention away from me.“What happened to your wife, Mister Repp – if you have heard naught from her for years you may now be a widower.”Repp shrugged his shoulders in a who-knows-or-cares gesture. “Belinda returned to her home town of Nuneaton and reverted to her maiden name of Lovelace. That is all I know.”“Nuneaton? By now she should have lost a lot of weight.” I said.Mimi nearly swallowed another fly.The landau.