“What is that?”“Our salvation, I suspect,” Alan replied. “Come, sit. Make yourselves comfortable and I will explain.”The others split off ...nto smaller groups, draping on and around each other with casual intimacy, and settled nearby to listen. Logan and Karen looked for someplace to sit. Here, there was not even the modest comfort of a bed of moss. Logan settled for dropping onto his haunches, just in case a quick response was required. Just in case.“Look there.” Alan pointed at an image. I did manage to pull back eventually, just prior to reaching the point of no return. Oh what a beautiful ache, deep in my balls – the anticipation feeding delayed gratification. Knowing that soon I would find incredible release of my own made it even harder to resist giving in, and yet I was able to stave it off, if momentarily. Instead of just madly fucking her, I wanted to slowly work her back to another orgasm – her wild-eyed gaze indicated a preference for the former, but I was in charge at. She climbed onto her bed giving me a great view of her round ass. She turned around and lay on her back. She spread her legs and reached out a hand, “Come join me baby.” I climbed onto the bed and between her legs. We began to kiss again and my hard cock was caught between our bellies. I wanted to slip inside of her again and was having trouble maneuvering my cock. She reached down and grabbed my cock and guided it to her lips. She rubbed the head of my cock against them and I eased into. She held her hands out with palms up, and turned her face upward. "Have you ever tried to catch raindrops on your tongue," she said with a laugh and stuck her tongue out.Then she spun around like a teenage girl, giggling and moving her head back and forth letting the drops soak her face.What she didn't realize was that the rain was quickly soaking through her shirt, making it all but transparent. For several moments Andy didn't notice. Then he glanced down and saw that his mother's breasts were.