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Massage Tool Mishap: Beach House Adventure

... Her hands moved gracefully up and down her toned legs before moving up her torso. Each movement seemed deliberate and calculated to bring as much attention to what she was doing as she could. Despite knowing better, it felt like she was putting on a show for Mel and me.

Gail trailed her hands over her voluptuous chest, paying extra attention to the area of the skin exposed by her tiny bikini top.

My imagination was getting the best of me. I fantasized about Mel and I rubbing the oil into Gail's skin as she encouraged us to explore her body.

I watched in awe as Gail trailed her hands over her torso and legs. The sunlight reflected off of her smooth skin, making her legs seem like they went on forever.

My heart was beating out of my chest, and my pussy felt like it was on fire. Initially, I felt guilty lusting after Mel's Mom like this until I noticed Mel vigorously rubbing her thighs together.

It seemed like Gail was having as much of an impact on her daughter as she was on me.

Gail eventually stopped her show and lay back on her lounge chair, enjoying the beautiful summer morning.

Mel turned on some music, and the three of us lay there for a while, basking in the moment.

An hour later, Gail said, "I'm going to jump in the pool and cool off before I go for my run."

As Gail dove into the pool, Mel and I eagerly watched her sink under the water. Her athletic form looked graceful as she swam several laps around the pool.

My mouth went dry as Gail ...

... slowly ascended from the water. Time felt like it slowed down, as if out of a movie. The water flowed down Gail's body, revealing her now transparent bikini. The tiny micro bikini was utterly see-through, leaving nothing to the imagination.

I ogled my girlfriend's mother, taking in every inch of her body. I knew that image could be useful on a lonely night back at school.

"Holy shit, Mom," Mel exclaimed.

"Too much," Gail asked, slightly embarrassed.

"No way! You look hot," Mel reassured her.

"Well, if you behave and promise to only wear it at home, I have a few other bikinis you can try on," Gail said.

"That would be amazing, Mom," Mel remarked.

"If you don't tell your folks, you can borrow one too," Gail winked.

I grinned widely. I was shocked by how flirty Gail was, but I gladly accepted her advances.

"I'm going for my run. I will see you later," Gail said, and off she went.

With Gail gone, I quickly slipped my hand down the front of Mel's thong.

"Wow, you are wet," I commented.

Mel whimpered as I slid my middle finger between her slick folds before bringing it up to her clit.

"Your Mom is so fucking hot. You are so naughty getting wet looking at your hot Mom in her see-through bikini," I whispered while trailing my tongue over Mel's earlobe.

"Amy, you are so bad," Mel groaned.

"Does my incest-loving girlfriend want to fuck her Mommy?" I asked.

Mel moaned at the thought of her Mom being her lover.

"Oh, you do, don't you? You ...