"This is one of those quick tan lotions.You’ll have a nice bikini tan in a few hours Pussy." I lay on my backfor an hour and then on my stomach whil... I tanned except for when Ihad to get them more beers. It was in the afternoon by now and I fixedthem sandwiches for lunch and knelt between them while they ate again.Then I had to wear high heels and stockings and the apron as Icleaned up while they watched me. I noticed my reflection from theback in a mirror and Ihad to admit I looked just like a. I first soaped my hands so they could glide across my slippery skin. I lowered my fingers to my nipples pulling them out and rolling them around my fingers. This was something I enjoyed it caused me to become moist instantly. Breast play was a mere step to my erogenous zones. I was able to hold my breasts even though they were heavy in my one hand resting upon my fore arm. Taking the next step I graced my stomach going for the womanly erotic zone. I had to stop my breast and nipple play. So I. All of a sudden, I was holding her soft, slender hand. For a brief second, I studied it, admiring her small hand, and imagining how it would fit in mine. She looked up at me, and I stared back at her. I admired her pretty, beady blue eyes, and I found myself getting lost in them. We were still holding hands for a brief second before she smiled and let go of the bookmark. She stood up, and started to back up nervously. “Well, I guess I should go back to Jessica”, she told me. “I’ll see you. Listen to me. I can't imagine myself getting impaled by my son's huge cock, not with my husband right there. I'm soooo baaaad! What if he sees the lust in my eyes as I think about kicking my feet up in the air and screaming helplessly as I'm skewered and DRILLED by my son's fat pussy-pounder?! That's one thing I definitely CAN'T think of, because it's way too hot!Besides, it's rather insulting to Ron, thinking about how his son is sexually superior to him in every conceivable way! A big-titted.