’ Jon said giving me a long look, which I noticed seemed to linger on my form showing breasts. ‘Yeah, I could stand the comfort no longer. It was ...illing me.’ I said as I walked up to Jon and gave him a good morning kiss. You know the kind, a bit tight lipped so you don’t share morning breath further spiced with coffee. As we parted, I saw that Jon stole another glace at my chest, which was partially exposed from the hang of the gown and fully outlined by the extension of my nipples. Even. It was the most erotic moment of my life as I felt my mothers enormous mammory glands in my bare hands, as they squashed my erection...Suddenly I jolted several times, as I began to shoot my load...i felt it with each spurt as warm cum leaked inbetween her fat fleshy bags. I couldnt stop cumming, I was like a tap that was left on..I was cumming so much that it began to ooze out from under her heavily-placed breasts and allover her body. I pulled my penis from under and continued to ejaculate. She hesitated, then asked, “Do you...like going on retreat, Daddy?”He stared at her for a moment. They had never talked much and certainly never about anything this personal. He looked away, thoughtfully, for a while, then brought his attention back to her, and said, “Well, it’s never been exactly what I’d call fun, honey. Though it’s a lot better than it was when we started going.” He stopped for a moment, considering, then went on. “Your Mom was amazing—she saved my life, really. A lot. "We left it at that, we as a couple with a dream that every day that passed seemed more unattainable and Margo, well Margo had the cross of Steve. Lizbeth and me started again the search for the third segment of the triangle.At first it was no more promising than our earlier search for the perfect couple; perhaps it was because we looked in some of the same places. There were always a few single women in the swinging scene—usually divorced, or sisters or cousins of someone. To see if there was.