To do what she had done that afternoon, and so horny this time from hearing her own children actually balling in their bedroom! She should have been o...traged. She should have gone storming in on them and given both of them the whipping of their young lives.But she hadn't. She couldn't. She couldn't, because the same stirrings from somewhere deep inside that had been suddenly awakened that afternoon, had again been brought to life when she'd approached the children's bedroom and opened the door. My chuckles were interrupted by my phone ringing. I reached down to my bag and picked up my phone.“Hello, this is Anna”.I glanced at my phone and saw the caller ID, it was my friend Heidi.“Hi sweetheart, what’s up”?“Where are you gorgeous”?“We’re on the Eurostar just about to go under the channel, where are you”?“Just got off the ferry, heading for Paris, should be there in a few hours”.“OK Sweetheart, we’ll see you at the hotel, your room should be next to ours, if the bloody booking went. I knew what that was about. As I swam, rolling from side to side (good technique) my dick swung from side to side like a pendulum, splashing into the water with a thunk at each roll. It surprised me how good it felt, and I wondered briefly, if I could actually cum from it, but finished, and asked if we could have another drink, our daiquiri glasses sitting empty at the edge of the pool. Sharon jumped out of the pool and scampered inside, and I swam over to Rach. “Having fun?” I asked,. It wasn't long, but it wasn't dwarf length either. I just held it and gave him a hand job until he got really really hard.To me, it was totally amazing at how super hard a guy can get. So while I massaged Greg's cock, he continued to massage my pussy. Like I said, I cum easily, so I was really wet the whole time. All at once Greg gave a grunt and his cock exploded. It was a spontaneous eruption for which I wasn't prepared. And he kept erupting. Cum shots went straight up into the air and kept.