"Maybe your little Molly could go topless? Even get a nice all-over tan?" Mmm I'd like that a lot. And when you're lying on your tummy I could oil you... back for you, perhaps?" Yes please. And if I was only wearing a thong, would you oil my bum too?" Of course, it would be a pleasure." As he re-filled her glass he thought about stroking the contours of her curvaceous bottom.Batting her eyelids suggestively at the older man, Molly added coquettishly: "You know I wouldn't stop you if your fingers. She then lifted the bottom of the Indian dress she was wearing, stepped out of her shoes and stood with her legs slightly apart, I looked on eagerly, at first I thought that she wouldnt be able to do it with me watching but then a hot thick stream of almost clear pee gushed out, puddleing in the grass and spattering tiny drops onto her ankles, some also sprayed onto her thighs and down the inside of her legs. I must have been grinning like a Cheshire cat and M let out a little giggle too,. I pulled off the headphones and quickly tried to close the screen as I heard mom say. "Jimmy, what are you watching?"As I fumbled with the mouse to hit the close button she laughed. "Don't get so worked up, it's only a movie. I saw that before, and that girl looks like she is really enjoying it. Damn I miss that. Your father was really good at that."I finally succeed in getting the screen closed and mom seemed a little disappointed that I shut if off, but I was freaked out having my mom see. She was alone wearing the rough linen robe Priestesses wear and praying quietly at the altar. His cock got hard looking down on her soft kneeling body. He remembered how they first met face to face.He strode silently to her and pushed her face down. She gave a muffled shriek and tried to sit up. “You’re not going to be a problem are you?” He asked gruffly and spanked her. She shrieked again and tried to sit up. But, Marcos was behind her kneeling on the back of her knee and leaning hard.