When we arrived there, a few couples were packing their things away as it was around five o’clock in the afternoon.We lay in a nice spot, close to t...he rocks and the sandy dunes; so, there was nobody close to us.Of course, ten minutes later I was fully naked, but Victor said he was not in a mood, so, he kept his swimming trousers on. Then he turned down, hid his face on a towel and passed out in less than five minutes. The sun was not so bright and some grey clouds were coming from the sea…I sat. He attacked them until my breasts were bright red, covered in saliva, and I was a quivering mess eagerly humping his jean clad erection.He lowered me gently onto my bed, and looked me up and down silently, making me feel self conscious for the first time."What?" Nothing. I just like seeing you like this." Like what?" Vulnerable."He stated simply. I felt myself blush and he smiled a sheepish smile."I love your freckles."I blushed harder,"Can you get naked now too?"He gave an exasperated sigh. I promised I would, and you can watch me do it. Don't be too long, Mom. Oh...just one more thing...have another drink to relax you, Mom,' and he held the glass to her lips again and more or less forced D to gulp down some more of the alcoholic drink.'Jesus, Mark, I'm going to be drunk if you keep pouring this stuff down my throat. Are you sure...' He interrupted her protests again.'Yes, I'm sure, Mom. Just do it and come up when you're ready. Oh, and touch up your make-up, Mom.' He left the. I told her about myself—divorced, practicing law, enjoying single life in the City.Mitra excused herself to use the bathroom, and while she was gone, I refilled our wine glasses. When she returned, I noticed that she had undone a couple more buttons on her silk blouse. As she stood next to the coffee table, Mitra leaned over to pick up her wine glass, offering me a good look at the full breasts scarcely contained in her tiny bra. She smiled as I admired, and sipped from her refilled glass..