.you're such a good boy!" I said as I flipped the switch and the red light above us came on.I gently touched the tip of my middle finger to his full l...ps and ran it back and forth over his closed mouth. I watched his pretty face. His expression told me he had no clue what I was doing.When I applied the pressure to push my finger into his mouth his eyes became big with horror while his cheeks flushed the deepest red yet. He figured out what was expected of him."Mister-I mean, W-William-please, I. It was probably a typical boy's room, littered with the accouterments of growing up, including yesterday's laundry scattered across the floor. Danny flung himself on his bed and stared at his mother, his gaze fixed on her pubic hair."Okay?" he asked."Okay," She approached the bed, eyeing his cock.It lay at an angle on his belly, it's underside exposed. His pubic hair was still thin, but it curled tightly and was so black it looked like a solid mat. His balls lay in the though formed by his. Soon one made his way around to the other side. We spoke about how hot it was and how good the water felt. They asked if I wanted to join them, but I declined as I told them I did not have swim shorts with me. They told me what I had on was just fine. As they said this, they rocked my canoe a little so that some water splashed in. I laughed it off as I spread my legs a little to try and keep my balance. When I did this, the head of my cock slipped out of a leg opening of my shorts. I did not. I wondered why Ann chose that outfit, and further, why didn't she tie her robe when she came out to ask me about the hot tub. From one back corner of that upstairs deck I was on, it was possible to catch a glance of the patio. I couldn't help myself, so I quietly made my way to the back corner, and carefully peeked over the wall. Ann was still standing in the same place, and the only light was from a large, citrus bug candle sitting on the patio table. Bob had turned his chair a little toward.