"So where do we start?" she asked.Where do we start? Well where I started was in my pants. My little guy decided to become a big guy. The reason? In S...phia's position, I could see down her top so my cock decided to reposition. The strain in my pants became an uncomfortable position.Sophia looked up waiting for my answer. I could look in her face and at her tits at the same time. I could see the tops of her tits. I mentally filed away the look and shape. I couldn't see her nipples, but I could. She looked back at me.“Ben,” she whispered.“Yes,” I whispered back.“You have to do this very quietly, understand?”“Yes,” I replied, though I wasn’t sure what she was talking about.“You’ll have to keep me quiet too, understand?”“Yes.” Now I was really in the dark.Mom turned her face to the ground, reached behind herself with both hands, and pulled her cheeks apart. Ahhhhh, now I understood. Was this what Gwen and Mom had secretly understood? Was there one more statue to make? I crabbed my knees. As they pulled out of the driveway Amanda Schaffer noticed out of the corner of her eye that her son Ryan was starring at her."Is something the matter honey?" She asked."Oh....uh.....nah, I was just day dreaming." Ryan said slightly shocked that his mother caught him starring at her.This trip was special for Ryan for a couple of reasons. For one, he'd just turned eighteen, so he knew this might be one of the last family vacations he went on. The other reason requires a little background. About. " Then I looked around the room and said, "And there are a couple of more here that are going to get the same as soon as I find out who they are."I grabbed Loretta by the hand and started heading for the front door. "Charley, what are you doing" and she snatched her hand away from me."I'm going home. You can either come with me or stay here with your lovers and frankly I don't give a shit which one you choose."Loretta looked around the room; her gaze fell on Clara and she said in a weak voice.