We were both skinny-dipping since we were alone with the house to ourselves. Having a good time playing a game of keep-away we almost missed the ringi...g of the phone. Jen was closest to the ladder so she climbed out and ran over to the patio table to answer the cordless phone."Hello," HI Jen, it's Sally." Sally, it's good to hear from you." What're you guys doing?" Nothing much. We're just fooling around in the pool." Sounds exciting." Yeah, you know us. You want to come over?" I thought you'd. She writhed lewdly on the lounge chair as she felt the hot, incestuous thrill of her son's jism shooting powerfully into her sucking mouth and down her throat.As the boy's climax ended, his mother caressed his still-hard cock as it lay twitching against her cheek. She darted her tongue out, licking up the few stray drops of cum that dribbled out of his prick.Greg slid his muscular body down over the length of his mother's trembling body and lowered his head to her cuntmound. His lips gently. Someone as beautiful, intelligent and multi-faceted as her could surely do better.Though the signs increasingly pointed to it really being the case. At one watershed moment, we knew we were looking at each others' eyes for longer than we probably should have been, and just burst into giggles.'This couldn't really be happening, could it? I really don't want piss Leandro off here, but she really is so damn fine'. The conflicted internal monologue echoing in my head was going into overdrive,. Some were into anal, others just blowjobs. Some liked candle play, others liked spanking. One or two liked to be, or take care of, kitties, and others liked it rough, whilst others liked it romantic. No matter what a person was looking for, at some point, a Giver or Taker would find something that would have them squirming over the memories for weeks afterwards.The innocent, angelic-looking Maggie was a Giver. She gave men great orgasms. Her thing was the sweet innocent appearance, and the fact.