. and I don't think I've even died."Pete continued to idly run his fingertips over her body. "Pete, what are you doing?" she asked, amused. "You look ...ike a little boy playing in the sand."He grinned and said, "You're right. That's exactly how I feel. I remember going to the beach when I was just a little boy when my parents were still alive. This is much more fun, though. I'm thinking about how lucky I am. I get to fondle the most beautiful woman alive! I get to run my fingers over her lovely. I shivered seeing my partially exposed breasts! I never showed that much before! What possessed me to do that? This was just a get together with some friends not a wild night on the town with bunch of girlfriends! The only explanation I could come up with at the time was Tommy! I knew he was going to be there and I knew he loved seeing me dress provocatively"My son's Slut ... I'm his Slut," My mind uttered the seductive words.I also wanted to discuss my relationship with Gina, my son's. I cd not wait, but she did that for some time, and took the full thing in her mouth, and started mouth fucking me. She asked me not to make any movements, and she was only doing the back and forth movements. I without warning came and emptied the hot salty juice in her mouth, which she drank, and was sucking me to make me cum more. I knelt down in front of her, her half boobs out of her half cups, and lovely cleavage. The shape of her boobs is no nice and round, and they are like sponge. I. Smith."The dress crept up again, revealing the smooth golden skin of her thighs, more and more of it, until her crotch with the little slit and a sparse tuft of the blondest hair came into view.I stared, mesmerized."Mr. Smith!" giggled the little girl. "You're staring at my private parts! You're not supposed to do that! That's very naughty."I managed to tear my eyes away. "Oh, you're right," I said."Oh, come on, Mr. Smith, you can look. You're so excited you're dizzy."She was right, I was.