At any rate, a couple of months ago, Kelly, my daughter, and I went fishing, as we often do on weekends. Wife does not go fishing, the sun is "bad for... her complexion." I was wearing my usual shorts and t-shirt, and Kelly was wearing a modest (for this day and age) two-piece bathing suit and loose shirt over it. As I said, the outfit is modest, but Kelly's breasts still look like they're trying to break out of the top of the suit. At any rate, we were fishing out of Freeport, Texas, on our 28'. She met me at the door with a high smile and kiss and invited me in. She had dropped her daughter off to her mum's place not far away so she wouldn't be interrupted. We were in the kitchen chatting and she was making coffee and some nibbles when she just turned around, smiled and said "fuck it". She walked straight up to me and gave me an almighty snog, pressing her body hard up against mine - her breasts were full and hard against my chest and as our tongues slid in and out of each others. I am not gay and he had always been very straight so I was surprised but he said it would just be innocent fun. I was actually a little hard from what I had seen so I told him I would if he would. He said “ I think we should strip”. We had seen each other naked before so it was no big deal. We undressed and he handed me the pictures again. I slowly went through them admiring her breasts and nice bush and the ones with her legs spread showing her vagina. He got some ky out of the dresser and. She turned her head from side to side, watching her face tilt back and forth in the mirror. She leaned closer, peering at herself with deep scrutiny. After a few moments of studying herself and a few quick flicks of her hair with her fingertips, she leaned back again so she was standing straight up in front of her own reflection. She let her tongue snake out of her mouth quickly, wetting her lips slyly and then winked at herself. She glanced around quickly to make sure no one was in any of the.