Oh, wait, there he is!Samuel's ears perk up as one of his acute senses detects me. The Smittes idly chat, unaware as he rises from his slumber at thei... feet, looks directly at me through the brush for a few moments, then darts directly for me."Where's Sammy going?" the elderly Mrs. Smitte inquires as she tries to locate the target of his attention with her failing, tired eyes."Probably out after another squirrel, dear," answers Mr. Smitte, not even bothering to turn around to see.They return to. His cock resting right against her cunt.Chelsea rolled onto him, pulling away from him. She kissed Michael's shoulder, biting it in passion. Her hands trailed down his body as she went down to his cock, standing at attention. Chelsea combed her blonde, curly hair over her shoulder. She stroked his cock a few times, before she bent down and placed his head in her mouth.She sucked his head, flicking her tongue against the tip. Michael moaned as she expertly took him deeper down her throat,. Back on my feet again, my toes burrowed into velvet sand. My hands sleeked up his arms, admiring their strength."What are you thinking?" he asked.I could feel his erection poking into my stomach. Plunging one hand underwater with a sly smile, I stroked it. "I'm thinking this feels nice." You feel pretty nice yourself."We kissed, our hands exploring each other's bodies. "What do you want to do?" he asked."What do you want to do? You brought me out here...you must have something specific in. .. and I’m going with him to make sure he picks the right color.”With that, she pulled Larry’s hand and they walked around the end of the pool, laughing as they headed for the door.Leigh exclaimed, “WOW, just look at Mom go! I think she’s in heat! Shit, did you see her in the bedroom, she loved having her pussy shaved by Maelee! OPPS! Sorry, Ms. Debra ... that slipped!”“Leigh, Hon, you said exactly what all of us were thinking. You girls go have some fun. Swim and show off those fabulous young.