” She tutted loudly and exhaled.“Well, we have a rule in this house about bad behaviour, don’t we, young man?” She reached across the table fo... the large, size 11 slipper. She placed it in her right hand and tapped it hard against her left palm.“Yes, Auntie.” I winced as I realised what was to come.“And that rule is?” Louise asked almost in a whisper.I raised my head and looked her in the eyes. “Punished at school, punished at home too.”Mrs Jensen nodded and pointed the slipper at me. “I’m not. I was second in line in the left lane, the guy in front of me dived in and started swimming up the lane, he made a lot of splash, but was moving forward quite well, after ten seconds, I dove in and followed him up the lane, I was making ground on him, but not enough that I would swim into him before the end of the lap.At the end of the two lengths, we jumped out of the pool to await further instructions.“Good, not bad of a start.” Coach Jamison stated, “Now those who know how to breaststroke. We all introduced ourselves to each other, the blonde was named Andy, the tall dark one, Mick, it was so natural we seemed to hit if off immediately, finding a table to relax at. A couple of drinks and I was setting very close to Mick, our hands exploring one another’s bodies, a light touch here, small pressure there and a continual string of laughter. We had just finished our second beer, when Erika leaned forward, “Andy and I are going to her to our house, he drove, and since you drove, would. Ruth just loved the way her son touched her pussy and had to tell him."I love the way you're touching my pussy, and you can touch me as often as you like and I mean it," Ruth gave her son permission.Bobby now ran his hand down the length of his mother's pussy over her panties and he could feel and see she was wet. He ran his hand up and down her pussy time and time again, and Ruth spread her legs a little to accommodate her son's hand on her. After about a minute of rubbing his mother's pussy,.