Does he think I can't feel it between the crack of my ass? I looked down at my legs. My dress had rose up a little more. I could almost see my panties... My son's hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realized I like the idea of my dress being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn't see how. We horsed around dunking each other and splashing as we usually did and I mentioned to Eddy that his mom looked really hot in her bikini. He agreed and said it was a shame she was his mom because he often fantasized about her. I told him that I did also and she wasn’t my mom. I asked Eddy if he’s ever seen her naked and he said once he caught a quick shot of her titties when her robe came open in the kitchen one morning. Other than that, it was seeing her in her bikini, shorts and sexy tops.. Her mouth was filled with my cum and a load of cum was so immense that it started to drip from her mouth so immediately she swallowed the whole load, but she kept sucking and swallowing until the last drop of cum was pumped out. She kept licking and kissing my cock until it became limp.She got up and hugged me and I also hugged her back, this was the first time our naked bodies came in contact with each other. It was an amazing feeling when our bodies touched and her big boobs were crushed in. Silently, she let me in and then vanished. From the back room appeared, as described, a very pretty woman in her mid-twenties, a young matron. Her dark blonde hair was tied back with a wide, blue ribbon that was about the color of her eyes. She had a small, upturned nose; high cheek bones; a soft, pink mouth; firm, rounded chin, and bright, blue eyes under dark, heavy lashes. She was slim, well-moulded and long-legged, perhaps five foot six, dressed for the farm not the city, but with lace at.