.." She stopped and looked thoughtful. "Do you think you can pick up some Italian bread?" No problem," Kristen said. "There's a bakery near..." Oh, po...h!" Mom said. "It's cheaper at the grocery store." But the bakery has better quality. Your spaghetti sauce deserves the best, Mrs. Cummings."Again, my mother was impressed. "If you insist..." I insist," Kristen said firmly.Kristen, Merry, and I walked out through the foyer and outside. As we approached the car, Kristen turned to me "Jim, I was. The son was sitting slightly on the edge which was a bit forward than my and the lady’s position, and started playing video games on his phone.I took my hand and rested it behind the boy where there was space and kept it touching the lady’s thigh, she did not react to it, now I grew bolder and started to move my hand to and fro, so my wrist rubs the lady’s thigh.There was still no reaction from the lady, so I increased my pace, she then moved closer to her son and acted like she wants to see. I started ramming her ass, spanking it, my balls we slapping against her thighs. I started fingering her clit as her husband was inside her pussy and me in her ass, she finally attained her orgasm. I pulled put and lay beside them.She got off her husband, removed my condom and took my cock into her mouth, she made my cock really wet with her mouth playing with my balls. Her husband got behind her and thrust his cock into her, all the while she was giving me a blowjob. She started giving me head. If is was a man he would have to be facing away from me, and pushing hes cuck between his legs, but then were would hes bent legs and feet be, my mind was going a million miles a hour, The next thing I know there was something at my head, then another on the other side, then on both sides above my legs, It had to be men, a lot of men, I felt the sand build up on the sides of me when their knees dug into the sand. then everything went silent again, what was inside of me went as far as it could,.