At last she came off it long enough to take in some fresh air. I coaxed her fingers to let go and moved to help her to her back. Again I draped her bo...dy with the towel. She would not let it remain, saying she was warm enough,and wanted nothing in my way. I ran my oiled hands lightly over her tummy,taking her breath. I moved my open palms in slow circles while she calmed down. I let one hand go between the firm breasts,while the other found and cupped her pubic mound. I massaged one breast. " "Kind of like wife-swapping," Greg said, laughing."Something like it," Chet agreed. "I guess we call it mother-switching, or son-roulette. It doesn't matter. What's good about it is that there aren't any outside people involved in it, so you don't have to worry about blackmail or the word leaking out. Whenever the husbands went out on maneuvers, we started some maneuvers of our own, Chet said as he reached down and stroked Anna's titties."And you want to start an operation like that here,". It started right up and drowned out any more conversation on the lawn.Jack popped the trunk and grabbed a large bag. “This one’s mine. Everything else is the girls’.”Andrew stared into the trunk, packed solid with various suitcases and bags. “All of it?” he asked incredulously.“Well, they also have some stuff in the back seat, but we’ll let them get that.”“Good lord!” Andrew exclaimed quietly. Jack simply laughed and grabbed a second bag, then headed inside. Room assignments were the reverse. My boy Dee and his cousin Q.”“Are they sexy like you.”“I don’t know. I ain’t gay,” Lamar barked.“I’m sorry. Do you know how tall they are or what they weigh?”“Dee a little taller than me. Built ‘bout tha same. Q a short, stocky muthafucka. Ain’t none of us got no problem gettin’ pussy. Ya feel me?”“Okay cool. I’ll finish getting ready,” Tyler acquiesced.“You wanna beer?”“Please,” the twink begged.Lamar grabbed a Bud Light and sat it on the bathroom counter as Tyler toweled off his slim, smooth.