" Say, it's a cute little thing, isn't it?" Sandra commented as she walked up to the golf cart and climbed into the seat."It may look cute to you, San...ra," Scott replied with a laugh, "but at this moment it's a monster to me."Scott climbed up the ladder to his makeshift platform and began studying the angle and the lightning with Sandra in place. He had her change positions a half a dozen times until everything began to shape up in his viewfinder."Lean forward just a bit. No, the other way," he. She rubbed her entire left boob on me in the process of sitting on the bike.I mean she touched the middle part of her chest to my shoulder. Then the left boob started touching my shoulder. Then the nipple touched my shoulder. Then the boob got squeezed inside. Then the boob press ended with a smile on her face saying sorry. This entire thing looked as if she did it deliberately.There was nothing left to be felt of the entire left boob. Only thing was that we were not nude. Otherwise, I would. There was a luxurious restuarant right on the beach, the place was upstairs whilst downstairs a gym and private swimming pool. Though what I recall best was the large public toilets at the end in the same building. They were narrow, probably a 30 metre room, lined with private cubicles in single file. The last 6 cubicles were showers, with full length doors that extended to the ground. Whilst I noticed alot were riddled with spy holes, one of the first I discovered had a small 15cm hole low. " And I thought I might pass out from the intensity my body was feeling when I shot out the first ropes of cum into my mother's mouth. She kept on swallowing, even as cum started to dribble out of her mouth. I kept cumming for several seconds, and finally started to drop off. I didn't really lose my erection, between moms body and the aroma of her cunt, I was so fucking charged up."My turn" my mum muttered as she got up closer to me. She kissed me briefly and I could taste remnants of myself..