She settled back, still sitting, supported on her arms.She tasted different then Kay. Nectarines came to mind, as I slowly parted her pink edged lips,...bottom to top, with my tongue. She was already slick with desire. I was as well, and longed to reach between my legs and tease myself. Instead, I repeated the motion, this time planting tiny kisses in the soft tufts of golden hair between her legs, my gaze wandering over her taut tummy, her full breasts and swelling nipples, the look of pure. My mom was right there to kiss me and share the warm cum.I went back to the bow of the boat and sat there peacefully thinking about what my life was coming for a while then fell asleep, I woke up a little later and my mom told me to change back into boy clothes, I did and we docked and unloaded.Later that day we got to our rental house and unpacked. I didn’t realize how little of my boy clothes I packed. I changed back into the monokini, coverup and wedges I had on earlier and my mom and I went. There was no reaction when I took a shot at mom regarding her comments about Kiku, and how I wasn’t dating anybody at the time even though she seemed to feel differently. I could see both of their eyes were wide the whole time.“Mother, I apologize for not saying anything about that night before now. I believed that it was my problem to deal with and you didn’t need to be a part of it.”“I can understand that thought process. Though I’m skeptical. One, I find your description of the relationship. With the amount of sperm I spilled on this boob, it should have crores of my sons and daughters over there. She was a little stunned and surprised looking at me grabbing her boob in the middle of daylight at her living room but her eyes said to me that she was very happy and requested me to proceed.I gave her small squeezes on the same breast thinking she might scream if I knead it fast. Everybody is watching Tv interestingly. She adjusted her saree to show me her right breast as well. I took.