” I hastily removed my shirt and shorts. I left my underwear so as her to notice my bulge purposely. I started the hand shower and washed her hair f...rst. I then tied her silky smooth hair in a bun.“Ma, since I can’t keep your hair in this position, please keep both your hands on your head. It’ll be easy for me to….”She cut me short, “Ok, beta.”I could see her huge pear-like saggy breasts. They weren’t wrinkly but only drooping down. I touched them with one hand and sprayed water from the. She asked me if I wouldn't be too busy screwing Angie but I assured her that I would be watching closely anyway. By the time Larry got home however, she had sobered up and nothing happened...The events of this story happened one summers evening when we all went down to the beach for a BBQ and some fishing with my wife's parents. The weather was perfect, we had a bonfire going and wine and beers were flowing freely. After we had enjoyed a good BBQ meal my wife's step-father and I went to try our. ”Mitchell’s eyes seemed to light up. I raised my legs over his shoulders. Tentatively at first, Mitchell poked his tongue on the outer recesses of my crevice. I moaned for him as his tongue barely touched me, but as encouragement for him. Little by little, he became braver and braver. When his tongue flicked into my pucker for the first time, my cock twitched. Jamie noticed it and encouraged him.“That’s the spot baby. I think you found the spot.”As Mitchell burrowed further and further into me,. His hand starts to trail down my side settling on the jeans I changed into when I got home. “Should we move this to the bedroom?” He asks as he starts to pull down the zipper of my pants. “No.” I say. “Just take me here.” My hand wanders behind me, to the bulge in Logan’s pants, but he swats my hand away. “This isn’t about me, it’s about you. I want to make you feel better.” He says and I don’t object. Quite honestly, I could really use this. Having finally gotten rid of my pants off I expect.