I ran my fingers through the wet strands of her hair, and over her wet cheeks, as she swallowed as much of my thickening cock as she could, then she s...lid her mouth back and forth up and down on my shaft, then when I least expected it, she lifted her head all the way to the tip of my penis, and flicked over the sensitive head, and that made me shiver all over, it made my knees buckle, and she grinned wickedly. Then as she held my hips, she sucked my hardness with great urgency, nibbling on the. I was barely able to get my glasses off before she pulled my T-shirt over my head, too. Before I knew it, she had pushed me down and was removing all of my wet clothing and laying it out in the hot sun to dry. She then smiled at me and said, ‘Well? Hurry up, before I get a cold!’ I hesitated only a moment before pulling her T-shirt over her head and tugging at her shoes and socks. She didn’t get really wet and certainly wasn’t even damp any deeper than that but she tilted her head to the side. They each selected matching skirts and white blouses. They picked up a couple packages of panty hose and returned home.The girls changed into their new outfits and modeled them for their husbands. The black pleated skirts fell to mid-thigh on the two twenty year old wives and rode up slightly when the bent over. The tight shirts were just shear enough to show the lace of the white bras the girls wore beneath them, and the open buttons allowed their cleavage to be seen.Marc and Don made remarks. But he felt like one. And there was nothing he could do to keep his cock from swelling and rising, obscenely tenting his jeans. He just hoped his mother wouldn't notice."What is it, Matt?" Donna asked impatiently."It's about what happened, Mom," he said. "I know you told me not to talk about it, but I want to tell you something." I think I know what it is, dear," said Donna, "But It was just as much my fault so there's no need to say you're sorry." But I'm not," Matt exclaimed."Y... You're.