David was in no hurry. The weather looked good, the Coast Guard mast flew no warnings. He might spear a big one ... maybe a muskellunge ... cool.Lake ...emperatures seldom get over 70 on the hottest days but that's just surface temps. Three or four feet down all that changes. Water temps get close to freezing in deep water. For diving a wet suit is minimal, a dry suit over wool over silk is better. David had a coated wet suit ... silk cemented to the inside of the custom fitted suit was still. Ellie said, “You’re a fool.”“Why?” Guy said.“Do you think she’s going to wait around forever?” Ellie asked.“Who?”“Selena, that’s who,” Ellie said.“We’re just friends,” Guy said.Ellie laughed. “You’re just friends who never talk to each other. You talk to Marylou and Marylou talks to her. Then she talks to Marylou, who talks to you and the cycle repeats.”“It’s complicated,” Guy said.Ellie asked, “Is Max your friend?”“Yes,” Guy answered.“Do you and Max go out and have a beer. Bob had been watching and listening. He stared at his mother’s cunt, seeing her soft pussy hair beaded with her piss. His cock was half-hard.“I will, Mom,” he said, his voice low and filled with emotions.“Will what, darling?”“Taste your piss.”“Really?” Marla asked, delighted.Bob nodded, still staring at her wet pussy hair.Marla spread her thighs. “Okay, honey,” she murmured.Bob dropped to his knees, and holding his mother’s naked hips, pushed his face close to her cunt. He snapped his tongue. I stopped her as I didn’t want to cum in her mouth.I pushed her back and started fingering her cunt. After a few seconds, she stopped my hand and told me, “Lund daal.” As she becomes wild, she starts to use typical Hindi words. Again her words were, “Lund daal chut mein.” I got on to her and my dick went inside in a second.The reason being her juices, saliva on my tool and hole was known to my hero. I began to ram her walls slowly. She was also making her hip movements. We both were in heaven..