It’s amazing what the water ripples and small waves can hide. “Can we sit in the hot tub for a few minutes?” Helen asked, and I agreed.Mom would...swim close to me then put her arms around my neck for another congratulation hug and kiss, her tits would flatten against my chest. Joy was the most obvious, showing her affection for me. She’d swim around me in circles like a shark preparing to strike its prey, then from behind, a hand went under my arm for support, the other boldly going inside my. Iden had to stifle a yelp as he felt the brawn beneath the layer of buttery flesh harden, squeezing him in a vice grip. Every roll moved independently of the rest, squirming and slithering, as if his length had been buried in a sheath of liquid muscle. When they released him from their tight grasp, they seemed to wobble in place, just as her breasts did.“How do you like it?” Isabelle whispered, knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from his own lips. “Does it feel good?”“As if you needed to. "Turner's eyes soften and he gently touches his friend's arm. "Oh no!" hesays, the concern in his voice slightly less fake now."I've booked myself in for an emergency mammogram this afternoon," thewoman explains, "but I don't wanna go by myself. I'm so scared of whatthe doctor will say."Turner pulls her into a gentle hug as tears begin to fall from her eyes."It's okay, honey," Turner says, cringing at the maternal tone he has tofake around the reasonably attractive woman. "I will go with you.. Then Trish commented. “Your past is much like what many of my friends went through when they were in their late teens. And I know the choice you have made in men has nothing to do with it. You're right, your parents should have been more open and talked with you. But I’m surprised that after all that, you like to strip?”“Yes, I know, I’ve thought about that. But even in the strip club with Stan, I felt the eroticism of the situation. I guess I’m an exhibitionist, I like that feeling of.