But when i got home it was all quite, too quite. then i saw the note. "You son of a bitch you knew we had that dinner at my mother`s!" i knew i was in...big trouble now. being a little drunk i thought hell with it i am going to have a good time any ways. so i put on my boots and grabbed my cowboy hat and headed to the bar to do a little country dancing. as i looked around i noticed a nasty looking blond on the other side of the bar looking at me and smiling. drunk and feeling a little cocky i. From this point on, we chatted like old friends. I told him about myself and he in turn told me his life story.I told him I was going to Honolulu for a friends wedding. He was going on business and after that hopefully some R and R before returning home.He flirted with me as I with him. Touching of hands, seemingly accidental. Leg pressed against leg. Our conversation leaving little innuendoes for each other to interpret. When I eased passed him to go to the toilet, his hands brushing lightly. All of this brush and small fallen trees had formed a fairly thick clump of decaying vegetation, very suitable and very obvious as a hiding place.With a nod and a pair of wane smiles, they splashed over to the large debris heap and rubbed their scent and added few scabbed over fresh blood traces over the pile of sticks, trees and brush, and then they returned to hide underneath the rock overhang underwater. They had each grabbed a handful of the lighter thicker debris to float under the. “Janice come here and have a closer look.” Continuing, I look at Julie, “Now that you’re seen mine….” She stands knowing what she has to do. Without saying a word she removes her last two items of clothes. Unashamed she faces me full frontal. Her nipples are prominent as she looks enviously at her daughter delicately handling my dick. This next step may break the spell but it must be done. “Come. Keep my dick hard while your daughter strips naked for me. Seconds pass. They look at each other..