Even when it happened she kept sucking. When there was no more she sat back on her heels and kept kissing my cock telling me how good it was.We took l...nger to get back, Aunty said her pussy was sore, and Mum was getting worried. Aunty said she had to sit, that we all should sit on the swing, that there was lots to talk about. I sat on Mums legs and she said we should do it the other way round, so Mum sat in my lap with s*s next then Aunty.Mum held my cock between her legs, it was still hard but. Damn it! The things I had been wearing were soakingwet and felt most unpleasant. Still there was a flowery dressing gown onthe back of the bathroom door and, wonder of wonders, it was largeenough for me, although I can't say it did anything for my masculinity.I switched on the heated towel rail and draped my clothes over it.Hopefully, by morning they would be dry enough to put back on again. Icertainly wasn't intending to go out to the car that evening wearing thepretty dressing gown; Sod's law. It's beautiful down there. The nude bike ride is just for a couple of hours. Then you and I can explore. We'll have three days."We talked and argued as the miles rolled past. Many of the same arguments we'd had the last two nights."I still don't understand why you want to be nude in front of strangers." You've never wanted to?" I'm married. You're dad..." I'll bet you dreamed of doing it. Last night or the night before," I challenged. I was pretty sure that after our talks of the last two. “I thought so,” she said. My mind thoroughly confused about what was going on, I took off my shoes and socks, and started to slip out of my khakis. “Underwear too…mm…briefs, funny, I never knew.” I paused for a moment, then before she could open her mouth, I slipped them off and onto the floor. My cock started to harden slightly, but I was very nervous so it still remained far from an all out hard on. I unlocked the cuffs from the headrest, and could see why they were there in the first.