She slowly started to moan and I slowly moved down to her back and then to her ass, this continued for 10 mins and I kept going back and forth after 1...0 mins, she wanted to turn over. I happily obliged, again, I sat on her thighs and poured oil on her belly button and boobs and started to massage her boobs slowly.I could see that she had gripped the bed sheet with her hands and was moaning slowly and then asked me to suck her nipples, I grabbed both her boobs and started to suck one by one and. “has that appeased my sons lust?” she asked, I grinned once more saying “no its fuelled the fires of desire for you mum?” (I don’t know which erotic novel that came from, but it worked,) she reached out and dragged me to her our lips welded to one another as she kissed me with a lot more than mum and son passion, she stood giving me a towel snatched from the rail, and said, I “could dry her for my cheek.” I fell to that task with gusto, starting with her fantastic chest, her back then her legs. All the way from top to bottom she traced my outer lips until I was starting to pant with lust and desire. Then she began to slide a finger in between my lower lips, sliding first up one side and then the other before inserting it all the way. I could feel my inner muscles grab her finger and I squeezed her finger with an iron grip and then I flexed and started to hump her hand. I was so close!When her thumb stroked my clit, I nearly passed out such was the intensity of the climax, but Wendy. We disengage in a fluster, I disguise my embarrassment by swiftly chasing off after the little boy. The feel of the wind under my kilt sending tingles through my body. This little nymph has truly captured my interest. Luckily there are a number of exits from the maze, we manage to leave discretely enough, and unfortunately I am unable to catch her for a few hours. We make our way to the dining hall, via the various mandatory wedding photo opportunities along the way. Somewhere along the way, my.