Within a minute Chris was spurting his cum into the sand, grunting with relief. John smiled at his wife."Well done Jo! That's fixed the problem. Come ...on son, let's go swim."Chris smiled at his mother, leaned up to kiss her, quickly felt her breasts and got up, his dick shrinking to half mast."Thanks mom, you're the best mom in the world."With that Chris and John raced to the water leaving her alone. Joanne covered the sperm with sand and wiped her hands on the towel. She wondered if she'd done. Gayle brought her hands down and brushed them together, and then placed them behind her on the dresser and leaned back. My smile quickly faded, when I saw the expression on her face, something of a serious nature in it. I swallowed and watched, as her eyes dropped to the floor and she draped one foot over the other."You're not a lesbian," she said softly. "And I understand that. But I want you to know something, Jess." Then she raised her eyes to mine, and I quickly nodded, rubbing my hands on. Iris looked into the mirror in front of her and moaned. The sight of Blake’s muscled arms holding her was incredible. He continued to kiss her neck and shoulders as his fingers teased her need. She writhed in his grasp and whimpered, growing wetter by the moment. His finger slipped down, pushing between her nether lips to test that wetness.He growled when he found her ready. Iris gasped, knowing what was coming. Then she groaned as three fingers pushed inside her and curled upward.Iris. I was eager to show off the new skills I had learned but Mom never joined me at the piano except to stand behind me while I played. My hopes for a replay of summer's end, especially another 'broken' heel incident, dwindled with each passing day. Christmas day passed uneventfully and we were approaching the last day of the year when Mom asked me if I would play a piece or two at the New Year's Eve party my parents were hosting that night. "Sure, what would you like to hear?" Play a few pieces.