I wanted to feel life moving inside my body.We rinsed and toweled off. I put on my skimpy white bikini that left much to the imagination while Chuck w...rapped his traditional Samoan lavalava around his waist tying the ends in a simple knot. Men across the Pacific wear similar cloth skirts.I slipped on a cover up and we headed out to join Pete and Jillian. Her bathing suit was stunning. Two small pale blue cloth triangles on strings barely contained her full breasts and a similar triangle on a set. ’ ‘Yes, sir. I will adjust the route on the screen.’ ***** Traffic was thick and heavy but thinned as they neared the docks. From the stop sign across the street, they went straight through an open gate and accelerated sharply across the large open parking area. ‘Here, you run better than I expected for sure.’ ‘Yes, sir. The company prides itself on speed, handling, and comfort.’ The man drove through a second open gate, accelerated smartly up to 60 miles per hour, and then braked hard to a. She lifted her skirt and guided his cock right back into her already full slit. She started grinding her hips against his, and he groaned as her legs tightened. He unzipped the back of her dress and let her perfect tits out, his mouth quickly taking its place on her nipple, sucking it as she kept grinding against his cock. Her hands tangled in his hair, forcing him closer to him and making him suck even harder on her perky breast. He could feel her legs tightening even more and he could tell. Mom was at a loss. I had thrown her off of her game, and she had to make a decision, and decide if she was willing to give up her dominant position. She would also have the challenge of figuring out how to keep up the charade if she really wanted to. I decided that I would play dumb and go along with whatever lame requirements she had if she wanted to keep "Angela" alive.Mom said that she would give Angela a call and see if she was okay with that arrangement. I enjoyed the sun a little longer.