I like it when someone touches my butt. So go ahead, if you want to,” Cindy said.Unsure, Greg lowered his hands and gripped his mother’s butt che...ks. Cindy pressed her crotch against his, feeling his erection. Then, as he became bolder, she did too. Greg massaged his mother’s firm ass, feeling his cock get harder. But, the song ended, and she moved away.The family went to the bar for fresh drinks. As they sipped their cocktails, Amy and Greg traded sly glances and smiles. Finally, Cindy. In the morning, he apparently had gotten up to take a piss and slipped his briefs back on and crawled back into bed with me.Matt was still sleeping when I woke up. We had kicked off the sheet during the night and I just stared at his body in the early morning sunlight. Matt was more developed than ever. He had amazing pecs and even when he wasn't flexing, his arms were well-defined and muscular. His 8-pack was more defined than ever. His thighs were like tree trucks. He had muscles everywhere.. This gave me an opportunity to ascertain the various activities planned and their progress on projects and in their studies. Fay and May were back up to their usual high standards after a little bobble but indicated that transportation was becoming a problem. I suggested that they decide the make and model of the car that each wanted and then get together with the General to negotiate the best prices and with the Doctor to arrange insurance coverage and have it billed to the appropriate account. He's pretty much right in front of the window of the shack and, out of the corner of his eye, sees my wife staring. He finishes up and walks into the shack. My wife is blushing, knowing that he saw her watching him.Bill asks her, "You like what you see?"She nods and says, "Uh huh," as she glances down at his crotch."You want to see it up close?" he asks.Another nod and "Uh huh."Bill unzips his shorts and pulls his cock out. It's got to be seven or eight inches long and thick just hanging there..