She smiled and wiped some into her mouth. “Damn, sweetie you are a cum producing machine. Get over here and clean this up.” I licked the rest off ...her face. “Wow, that was hot.” I said. “Wanna get out of here and hop in the pool?” “Yes, sweetie.” We turned the sauna off and went into the pool. Since the sauna was so hot the pool felt amazing. As my mom came into the pool her tits began to float. “So, you’re still up for one more session?”“Yes Mommy, just give me a good rest.”“How did you like. I'll wait a few minutes and follow." He stroked up and down that bulge as he talked. I found myself getting more and more turned on. My hand shook as I reached for the handle on the door and walked shakily back to my seat. I slid into the barstool away from John. As soon as I settled, I grabbed the beer and quickly finished it. "John, I'm exhausted. I think I'll call it a night." He told me he was going to stay for a while since it was still early in the evening. As I passed out of the. With the heat between us still raging from our 'dip' you pulled out a strawberry popcycle and stood up infront of me. Your hard on pulsed just inches in front of my wanting lips, but you putyour hand on my head to keep me away, just long enough to allow some of the popcycle to start melting and dripping on the head of your cock.I grabbed your hard rod and began to slowly suck your cock all the way to the base of your balls, slowly pulling you out of my mouth and staring up at you to see your. Unless there was some kind of emergency or if the circumstance was inappropriately dangerous, she always said yes.The nicest thing about it was that no one ever asked anything too much of her. She was so agreeable that everyone she knew had the greatest respect for her. No one pushed the boundaries, no one took advantage. Until one day ...Author's note: If this is your first time reading "Always, Abbie," please continue below. If you're familiar with her adventures, you might like the thread.