It felt so good feeling the droplets of warm water hit each breast as I touched them. Holding my head back, I moaned as I slowly inserted one finger i...to my warm, wet pussy. It felt so slippery and creamy inside as I playfully touched my clit, moving my finger over it at a steady pace. Cupping one breast, I imagined I was being slowly fingered by the same man I thought about in the car. I closed my eyes and moaned with pleasure as I pictured him sharing the warm shower with me, holding me close. If I had more sisters, more cousins, and a hot aunt, I would be the luckiest guy in the world. But that had to be Clint. So I was number two. I had a hot mom and a hot little sister all horny for my cock.I kneaded my mother's pillowy breasts as my cock ached and throbbed in her pussy. She slid up and down my dick, twirling her hips, stirring up my cock. I groaned, shuddering beneath her, loving it. She was so hot and sexy. Her pussy clenched on my dick, making me ache and throb. My back arched. She followed very quickly and we fell into each others arms, releasing months of frustration in a single kiss, which was long, deep, and passionate. As we parted, We both knew what we wanted but this was way to in the open for it. We moved hand in hand to another door back into the restaurant but near the kitchen. There was the door outside and we took it, moving into the dimly lit alley.We found a place behind the dumpster that was out of view and let our passion take us. With our lips pressed. The glossy paint was dark green with a narrow yellow stripe running up along the front door seam across the hood and back down the other door seam. It also had the number "2" panted in white on the back fenders, and had the strangest looking rear spoiler that looked a lot like a row of square jet engines. Christine commented, "Ford Thunderbird, huh?" "Yeah! You can say I'm a Thunderbird fan." He opened the door for her and she got in. She tossed her satchel into the back seat and.