Damn, her ass was so tight. It was velvet wrapped about my cock and—“Fuck!” I snarled again, my balls aching to explode.Footsteps creaked on the... stairs. My heart beat faster, tensing, ready for my sister's reaction.Mom's mouth popped off my cock. “Dammit, I thought she would shower longer.”“What?” I panted as Mom shoved my throbbing erection back into my boxers. “You can't stop, Mom. I was so close.”Mom crawled out, adjusting her robes, her huge tits swaying. “Sorry, your sister is. Hope you’re good with your hands. Oh and around forty pine trees that need cutting down so we can rip out the stumps.’ Hard work never bothered me. I had no destination as per se, some time in the country doing some work, in the fresh air, might help clear my head I thought. Why not. ‘Sure. Thank you.’ I said, nodding in his direction. ‘Son, I aint offerin you a bed for the night so you can walk off in the mornin’. I live five kilometres from here along that road. Number 24 Dewbridge Road to be. Over the next couple of days we went around sight seeing in the city with my wife getting more and more comfortable wearing the clothes I had picked out for her. However she still refused to wear the swimsuit to the beach and instead wore a long cover up. Even so, I still enjoyed all of this quite a bit. Unsurprisingly she got hit on a lot during that time, each time to my amusement and her awkward refusals. But the best part was yet to come.With our honeymoon hotel stay, we had also booked a. Teasing his balls, I continued to stroke him, feeling him harden as I grew a little bolder with each passing minute. My initial caresses soon gave way to more insistent massaging and kneading. In my mind's eye, I pictured what we must look like from the front with my hands roaming over his shorts and his massive cock protruding out from beneath the cotton material.Wes must have realized the darkened atmosphere of the amphitheater effectively camouflaged my movements, because he leaned further.