Lana was showing a lot of leg, and between them there was plenty of cleavage, wide smiles, red lips and beautiful expressionable faces. They each had ... couple of glasses of dry sherry before dinner and were in a marvellous mood. Lana eventually started to prepare dinner and Kate did whatever she could to help. At one point I looked out into the night and saw in the street light that it was snowing heavily, and probably had been since just after Kate had arrived. There was already close to ten. She climbed on top of him and kissed him softly for a while. His hands held her hips firmly and he tried to grind her pussy onto his cock. She kissed his neck and took her time working down to his jeans. His hands had begun kneading her ass through her pants and when she finally reached his crotch she kissed up and down the bulge at the front of his jeans. Nothing about this could reduce the amount of guilt she was feeling but she felt it was a good time to be realistic. He’s drunk, he’s. I’m so damn horny since I caught your father fucking the bitch from next door, and my vibrator is not the same as a big hard cock pumping cum into me! I know I’m your mother and I’m much older, and I understand if you are only interested in girls your own age, but could I please, please, please be your cum-bucket?” I choked on a mouthful of cerial as I simply could not believe what I was hearing. Mom never used language like this in front of my sister and I, and now she was offering to let me. I had been a swimmer in high school, and tried a little of my old stuff. Hmm, not in shape like I had been 7 years ago. Kathy laughed, and splashed, and swam alongside of me. Once, when she stood from the water, smoothing the water from her shoulder length dark hair, I watched the water flowing over her curves, as if caressing her like a lover would. I stood, staring, until she blinked her eyes clear.“What?” she asked, as she noted my speechless gaze. “Oh, no you don’t! I recognize that look!.