She then followed me into the back seat and sat next to me. She reached in the front seat and grabbed the bag with the sandwiches and set them in betw...een us. “Oh Robert, I’ve missed you.” She said with a warm smile “Mrs. Spa—Linda, I’ve missed you too.” I said, returning the smile She leaned over and began to kiss me passionately. As we kissed I reached up and squeezed her right breast, then reached up her shirt and pulled down her bra, grabbing her full breast in my hand. She then placed one. Your fingertips touch lightly, teasingly, stroking, circling making me strain towards you, your lips are millimeters from mine, but just out of reach, each time I think I’m going to get more, you step away, giggling at my protests, or running your hands suggestively over your own body as the water pours down over you. You won’t give me the contact I crave, but you won’t stop making me crave it more and more. You press yourself against me again, and I can feel your breasts against my chest,. We made out for a few minutes while Rob and Justin rubbed my back and grazed the sides of my tits. I broke off the kiss and could tell the guys were going nuts. I said we better get inside before this gets a little out of hand. They guys seemed disappointed but things did calm down a bit. We did some more drinking inside and then I ended up taking off my top again to give the guys another show. I was pretty drunk at this point and just had on my bikini bottom. The music was up loud as I. “Have fun.”What a cheeky brat, I mused. When I sat down to lunch a bit later, she was across from me, but mom and grandma were there. She was messing on her phone. She had already eaten and was lounging. Mom had suspended normal phone rules during the trip, which was nice.I checked mine, and she said, “was it good?”“Still nunya, brat.”She flipped me off from across then room. I ignored her and ate grandma’s soup, which was pretty good.Actually, I hadn’t been finishing my masturbation sessions..