“I don’t have much of an opportunity to see her. She lives in Denver -- don’t you think she looks like a skier? She looks like those Nordic girl...s you see on T.V. during the Winter Olympics. And you know she’s a real blonde -- her eyebrows match her hair. She’s gorgeous, don’t you agree?”“I thought you preferred olive-skinned brunettes,” she replied testily.“Blonde is good, too. She’s young and all youth is beautiful.” He drew in a deep breath and sighed. “You know how rough a long-distance. Peter wanted to show his mother how much he appreciated her. He cleaned the house and made a nice dinner. He knew his mother would appreciate it.He planned on giving his mother a nice massage. She might or might not make a play for him. He was hoping she would. Lately, she was showing a lot of her body off. Peter was always aroused when his mother was around. She often would wear a robe with nothing else on. Peter often saw his mother’s tits and pussy. It was almost like she wanted her son to. About half the guests declined although there appeared to be some differences of opinion among a few couples. The shy ones who opted in got braver when less-than-perfect bodies were exposed. The lifeguard got teased enough that he took his suit off too. Seeing the nude boy-cousins got his pecker filling.There was no overt sex but plenty of body contact as the party took advantage of the bar. Rachel figured that every male, except the lifeguard, groped her in one way or another. It finally wound. I knew he was about to come, so I stopped tonguing his ass and I kept my lipsaround the head. He was quiet and he came for bout 45 seconds. Lots of cum,which I managed to swallow as it shot into my mouth. I still heard him talkingto the lady for a few more minutes and she then thanked him and gave him somemoney as a donation. She left the room and Father Gilbert lifted his robe andsaw my face with sweat and cum. He kissed me on my forehead and said that fora first timer I did good and that he.