.." Will shrugged."Like a bachelorette party?" I giggled. "I don't think boys are supposed to give me one of those." Well, not a party maybe, just han...ing out." Will shrugged. "A little get together before we lose you forever." Lose me forever?" I giggled. "I'm getting married, not joining the Peace Corps." Yeah, that's a good idea." He smiled. "We'll call it a going away party." So I don't get a bachelorette party?" I pouted."Okay, okay ... We'll call it a bachelorette party. We'll get a cake. It was going to be just like doing it with Daddy again and she couldn't wait."If I do, I'll just say you get horny when I call you Mom," he teased slipping his hand under her thin blouse to her left nipple. "Oh yes!" he moaned when her back arched and she called out his name. "Oh Mom! I could pull over right here and do it," he moaned as his massive hand covered her small breast, gently running his fingers over her swollen nipple."No way, bud!" Kelly moaned, struggled to catch her breath,. We were in what can only be a described as being like a tropical cave, with a mists and fine rain showers in the fully tiled main area with seating for about 8 people, and a separate shower area for two. “Now what happens?” asked Marina. “We get dirty – now let’s get that bikini off,” I said, dropping my shorts. The mud was warm and slippery as we rubbed it over each other. It was such a sensual experience as Marina’s breasts slipped and slid under my hands and as she lathered the mud liberally. I turned my head to Joe, who was stroking his meat, and I asked softly, "How much more?"He stuttered out "Uh, another twenty-five."I snorted, "Make it a hundred per hour, and you can do anything."He was breathless, as he asked "Anything?"Ron lifted his head up, saying "Careful, Olive."I hissed out, "Keep eating me, stud. You get it for free." I turned my attention to Joe, lifted my hand up, wiggled a finger, motioning him to join us, as I said firmly, "Anything."He stood, dropped his shorts,.