Her nipple was soft and relaxed, the aureola smooth and firm. She sighed as I touched her."Of course the retreat was nothing like I'd imagined! The fi...st day I went to the orientation, and lunch, and a workshop on female empowerment, and no one once tried to seduce me, or offered to devote her life to me. Or even kiss me. I was nervous and silly and relieved and disappointed. I went to my tent right after dinner and lay there and fantasized about all those women, and cried for no reason."Rachel. They loved the old colonial building, rolled up their sleeves, and joined in the remodeling with gusto. They were typically young Australian men. Their first questions were about beer and women. John dug out the old esky he had bought from Australia on his second trip and filled it with ice from the cold room. That will fix your cold beer problem he said as he laid some cans of Hanoi beer on the ice. As for girls if you cannot find a local girlfriend in the village there is always Melissa and. I moved away from her. Slid across the couch and got on the floor. I didn't say anything. I pulled her panties off at her waist. She lifted her hips. I slid then down across her thighs. I tossed them on the floor. I parted her legs.She leaned back. Before I did anything, I spoke."You're obviously not shy?" I said."I've had sex exactly three times. Twice with one guy who was a fucking lame ass prude. And a third time with a guy that I knew from school. He lasted about eight minutes. It fucking. I was sweating profusely. My heart beat like a trip hammer in my chest. What if she realized it was me? What if dad woke up? You scared bastard, I said to myself. What if the fucking plane crashed while you are dealing with what ifs!I rubbed her bare ass. I was rubbing my mom's bare ass! She pushed it back against me. I scooted forward. I eased my finger into mom's pussy. The wet heat was incredible! Her bush was drenched. Obviously the sex play in the bar had her hot and bothered.With my other.