This time my thumbs were between her cheeks and each squeeze opened her very wet cunt widely.After a minute or so mom said, “I think we better stop.... You give a wonderful massage.”She got up, wrapping the towel around her waist. I could see that her nipples were erect and her face was flushed.She put on her robe and went to her room. I thought I was going to burst. I went to my room and quickly relieved the pressure by beating my meat with visions of mom’s cunt fresh in my mind.I guess I was too. The girls told me take a shower when I came into the house after brushing the bottoms of my running shoes off, and said we would eat when I was done.Brushing my teeth was first, followed by a quick shower and shave. I was looking at my face, thinking that maybe I would grow a beard like so many of the players. All I could think of was that it would be hot and itchy if I had a big bushy beard. I'm sure the girls would tell me if they wanted me to grow whiskers.We had a leisurely breakfast that. "This ain't your game to make the rules. You're helpless now. You're helpless until I let you go free." I had stepped up behind her and was talking into her ear while my hands caressed her body. Her tits felt so good as I lingered on the nipples, squeezing the tit and pinching her nipples. She twisted her body against the constraints of the bondage swing trying to get free. I walked around between her legs suspended in the air and pushed my crotch into her ass while my hands continued to work. It was nice for him to relax with others who had just participated in a four-day race. The survivors enjoyed the company of each other one last time at this formal dinner before going back to their normal lives. "Hallo, Laddie." A tall, lean redhead in an emerald dress walked up to James. "Good evening, miss. How may I help you?" "I see you are wear a Mackay tartan, I was wondering if you were wearing the kilt in regimental fashion?" This woman was quite beautiful with her long hair and green.