I figured it was either nerves, or he was getting drunk...or both. At roughly 11pm, I heard a knock on my door. There he was, as hot as I imagined him... It was cold, so he was wearing a light grey hoody with some basketball shorts and sneakers. I didn't know how old he was, but when he walked in, I could tell he was possibly mid 20's to 30. He didn't say much, but he smelled like beer so I knew this would be an interesting night. "So, uh, where do you wanna do this? In the living room or..." I. As I sucked on her beautiful creamy round tits I saw Anna cover her mouth to keep her loud moans from Escaping and possibly alerting her boyfriend to her In Fidelity. While I was sucking and licking one nipple I would Take my opposite hand and pinch and twist the other nipple. And I was able to reach down with her left hand and stroke my still throbbing Dick. As I got close to shooting my load My mom's of pleasure were muffled by Anna's right hand burying my face into her firm breast. . Yeah, I had had more than one lewd thought of her. Now she was leaving.To my surprise she gave her Mom a kiss and scampered back to the fountain while her mother ducked into a store.She really was a naughty nymph. She kept glancing at where her mother had gone and once she was certain she was gone, the youngster, started twerking over a nozzle which shot up in response like an aquatic phallus and slammed into her from beneath. She continued to gyrate over the fountain and even squeezed her own. I was born two years after that. A little about mom. My mom was what you called "very well endowed." She had big boobs before k**s, but having three so close together certainly turned them into huge monster fun bags. You would need two hands just to handle one of them. Not sure where she bought her bras to contain them. That, of course, is not something we would ever talk about. They also got a lot of attention from my friends who liked to talk about my mom and her huge boobs a lot. I would.