The long train of her white dress scattered the few leaves that had blown there with the start of autumn. Her long white gloves and the silk stole tha... she wore gave her no protection from the weather but it was still warm. The boned bodice of her dress gave her body a stunning, almost Edwardian, silhouette.We were the only ones there. We stood staring at the moon's reflection in the great lake that stretched away from the house. I could not say which sparkled more, the floodlit fountain in the. I loved it when Mom cleaned my weenie. With her fingers around my stiffie, she would gently push my foreskin back exposing cock head. After she finished washing it, she would pull my foreskin back covering my cockhead. I remembered how I would laugh and squirm and tell her it tickled. I don't recall being embarrassed. I thought it normal and just something all parents did.When I saw mom later that evening, she asked me how my day went and that's when I told her about my chat with Bill and how. For a while I stood in the glow of the refrigerator light, thinking about what I was doing. I loaded up my arms with the beers to take downstairs, and willed my erection to subside. I tried to relax, but my mind played over my exposure to the people in the hot tub. "Screw it," I thought, and I pushed the door shut with my hip, my arms full of beer.As I turned to walk back downstairs to my naked friends, my eyes were zapped by the lights in the kitchen flicking on. Once I had taken a moment. I put my dick back inside of Trudy and fucked her like I paid for it. Her head was moving from side to side and she was moaning for more and harder. While fucking her, I took a tits in my mouth and sucked on it hard and she begged me keep doing that, it was going to make her cum, and it did. Now she is trying to match me stroke for stroke getting me deeper in her cunt. I feel my orgasm building and I tell her and asked her where did she want it. She screamed out loud, in my fucking cunt, fill.