Since there's nothing else to do, I decide to fall back asleep.The sound of the living-room phone ringing wakes me. I groggily shuffle to the phone an... answer. It's my dad wishing me a happy birthday. He tells me all about New York, then has to go to a conference and we hang up. I make breakfast and relax on the couch. What could that surprise be? I ponder. I mean, what could be better than a morning-wood handjob? Plenty of things, now that I think about it. But gosh, my mom is an experienced. She must've taken a shower. As I opened the door, she flashed a flirty smile, batted her eye lashes at me, and greeted me with a slightly drawn out, "Heeeey, Chef."I wasted no time. I grab her wrist, pulled her inside, slammed the door behind her, and pushed her back against it. This caught her off guard and the look on her face showed me she slightly startled. I roughly shoved my hand down the front of her skin tight jeans, "Don't tell me you put on panties, slut." As my fingers felt. I requested her to tie the saree near her waist and come along. After a lot of requests she came. We both were holding hands and it was awesome. She was 4-5 inches smaller in height than me. At the extreme, only our faces were over the water level.Her back was onto me and I was holding her hand. Slowly I put my hands near her waist. She didn’t say anything when I slightly put my hands on her boobs. As we were underwater nobody could see us. I slightly started pressing her boobs.She was getting. If we had another sluice box, Mandy and I could help." That's awful hard work," Ned said."So it is," Mandy said. "Rose is right. Even if we can't work as much as you men, we can contribute."Ned scratched his head."Y'know, Jim, it can't hurt to have them try."Thus, in the afternoon, Jim and Ned fashioned another sluice box and installed it a little upstream of the cabin. The next morning, the two couples set out to their work. Raven had agreed to tend the cabin and to have food ready for them..