With the old lady, mom, dad and two younger sisters all within a small three bedroom shack that dad had rented for our vacation, it was a most difficu...t task to do 'it' with the frequency that I was accustomed to at home."Granny... do you want to go back into the cabin? Its getting pretty hot out right now." Which was true - it was supposed to go over thirty, even down here by the water in the breeze. Did the desperation come out in the sound of my voice? Go to bed, old woman!Without waiting. The claw-pony gored a slaver; momentum drove the pony past the charging group as it eviscerated its victim.Els was not the type of fighter to stand and blunt a charge. She picked up her pace, upping the ante by charging the slavers. Some hesitated at her action, creating the opening she needed. The tip of her sword struck the shield of a slaver, breaking his stride. She thrust the other sword into his neck. Spinning away from him freed the blade. A slaver was behind her, but she was in a pocket. Ross did not hear the door open but swung around on hearing his mother gasp loudly as she stood right behind him as he sat in front of his sister’s laptop. His hand having momentarily stopped by the shock of her being there once more continued to stroke his throbbing cock. The room was in darkness except for the glow of the laptop. “Is that Susie… and Mrs. Wells… how?” Alice’s mind was doing cartwheels at what she saw the image on the screen. Ross smiled but stayed silent as his hand continued. . her fingers moved faster inside herself, her moans louder as she fingered fucked her own lil cunnie. The boy sensing that something was up, opened his eyes and looked at the intruder. He smiled as he saw the young girl watching and fingering herself. Taking hold of the dirty blonde’s hips he pulled his cock all the way out of her cunnie to show it off for a sec, then plunged it back in. Sandra was now fingering herself vigorously; her eyes half closing as she watched them, her orgasm climbing.