I was changed and out the door in a matter of moments and much to my surprise there was my mother lounging by the pool reading her newspaper. "Hi mom,... I called out. "Did you see the local section of the paper yet?"My mother put her paper to the side. My mother Mary Anne Brooks is a very attractive woman with light brown hair that hangs to her shoulders, her lips would be called in any man's book very kissable. Her face is kind of heart shaped without a blemish. Her breasts are fairly big I. “Ok, so explain the snow inside the air chamber of the bong” Reed said “ is that supposed to be like ice in the water?” “Yeah” explained Sam, “but this is way better in my opinion because the smoke stays in contact with the coldness of the ice for longer than it would just going through the water. This way you get a suuuuper smooth draw and I find it’s less irritating to the throat” As she said this, Sam took the bong from JoAnna and, with a swift, practiced hand, quickly checked the stem and. Her eyes locked onto the front of my jeans, which was already showing the effects of the conversation I'd just had with the barman.When I got back to the table with the drinks, she'd opened her coat and I could see she was wearing a white blouse under it and I could see the outline of her bra through it. Of course by now my cock was fully erect under my jeans and the bulge was obvious, but I didn't, as normally would have done, try to hide it. As I put the drinks down on the table, I stood. Neelima was gossiping about her professors some of them played tennis or golf with Taran when she stopped and smiled, "Daddy, you want us to go to bed now.!" Sorry beta, I could not keep looking at you beautiful face and your breasts without desiring to take you to bed." Taran sounded apologetic.Neelima floated out of her chair and sat in her father's lap and kissed him on his mouth, "Daddy, you are transparent like a glass. I wonder how you manage to negotiate with all these multinational.