“Oh good, you're awake, I was getting bored waiting for you to finish napping.” she repeated like the first day I woke up here.She deactivated the...stream and glanced over her shoulder to me. Her breasts began bouncing along with her ass as each step she came closer, her black stockings and suspenders were like silk as she pressed hard against my body.“Mmmf, mmm mm mmm mmmmmmf!” I mumbled as I tried to work out what was happening now.“Shush now honey.” she said running her finger over the gag.. These sessions at times included some of my cousins. But it wasn't until I was a bit older that I feel I really hit my stride. But the really different thing about me was, I never felt any guilt nor did I ever feel that sex or sexual play was that big of a deal. To me it has always just been something that felt really good and was a hellava lot of fun. I guess I was either blessed or cursed (depending on your view) with a highly active libido. A couple of months ago I was laying in bed with one. With the k**s leaving home we both have been getting used to the new found freedom, having the house to ourselves. I’ve always had my football to go to and darts on a Wednesday night, but Trace was very family orientated, so when she suggested that she joined the local amateur dramatics, I was both a little surprised and happy that she had her own independent interest.The first show was a little farcical comedy, she’d had a bout 6 weeks rehearsals, and I have to admit to being a little nervous. " I accepted."It'll fell good." He said."Yeah. I'll give you this round." I told him and I pulled my shorts off and threw them on the chair too.I spread my legs underwater and let his cock get my ass."Ungh. It's good. Wow..." I could only say that.He started doing me as hard as he could as soon as we started."You're not as tight as you were before." He said panting."Yeah. Your cock spread me wide open." I said.After some good time, we came together.Than we got back to swimming."You're skinny.