She lifted her pelvis to meet my kiss. Squeezing her firm butt cheeks, I pulled her toward me and licked down to her ass, circling her anus with my to...gue. Her reaction was intense and she pulled my head against her. I returned to her pussy and lavished her with kisses, my tongue probing her tender warmth. Pushing with my tongue to expose her inflamed clit, I seized her button of lust in my lips, flicking my tongue back and forth over the tip. My hands found her nipples and I tugged gently on. And her navel was so beautiful and she still has that curve at her age with little fat. I asked dad to join as but said and lied down on a rock. Mom said that dad doesn’t know to swim, that’s why he didn’t get into the water. It’s not much deep. But it is deep enough to swim. I am also not a good swimmer. My dad warned me to be careful.Me: Don’t worry dad mom will take care of me.Mom: Yeah don’t worry so much, just relax.I and mom were all wet after fishing. We caught some fish. I can see mom’s. She only let go of my hand long enough to remove her shirt. When she had hugged me the first time, it had been easy to tell that her bounteous breasts weren’t restrained, and I knew where Cheryl got her breasts.Listening to the private questions the doctor had to ask was embarrassing for me, yet Stella answered matter-of-factly and didn’t seem embarrassed at all. Listening to the answers made me want to find her husband, revive him, and kill him again, over, and over, and over, and over. This. Not unloved! Part of her brain rebelled against the thought. She did love him. But she suddenly felt a huge power in denying and potentially hurting him. She suddenly felt enabled to deny him, to act selfishly, to pander to her own thoughts and deeds and ignore his. The more she imagined him waiting by the door, the more she imagined him hurt and confused by her negligence, the higher her passion grew. Her last thought as she came was of Ian sitting by the still locked connecting door, head.