Bobby was right behind me. He dove in and swam out past me. It had to be the hottest afternoon so far, and the cool water felt terrific.I was floating... on my back in waist-deep water with my eyes closed when Bobby came alongside and pushed me under. This was nothing new. We always roughhoused a bit while we were up here. I stayed under the water and grabbed his ankles, and up-ended him as I stood up. When he started to get up, I went to tackle him, but he moved back, and my arms ended up around. Mom gripped tighter around my shaft, pumping fervently. “How is it?”“It feels really good, Mom,” I moaned out. I felt that all too familiar pressure build up in my balls.“Are you going to… you know, cum soon?” My mother whispered through heavy labored breathing. Was she getting turned on too?“Uhh not quite,” I lied.She made a show of looking like she was considering something. “You tell anyone, I’ll kill you. Especially your father.”Before I could respond, Mom stopped pumping me with her. She then took a hold of my cock and kissed me, “I asked her years ago if she would let you breed me. I would have loved to have your child when I was younger, I am 36 now and this may be my last chance”. We both took another long drink then sat our glasses down and started kissing passionately feeling one another's body.”Even when I was 17 I dreamed that one day you and I would be doing this”she said.”When you and Rachel got married I thought my chance would never happen.I don’t know what. Because I can't know much." She was as close to crying as he'dever seen her, which was eerily offset by her smile."Mom... you're REALLY worrying me." Honey, within a few days of your birthday tomorrow, your life is goingto change immensely. You can't stop it, and no one has been smartenough to halt this force in all the generations of our family." Josephrolled his eyes as he felt a sentiment expressing the changes ofadulthood that she'd probably picked up somewhere. "It happened to mewhen I was.