Greg gasped. “I guess I WAS lucky.”The rest of us were trying to fight back a case of the giggles.I said, “We’ve got to get going, I’m getti...g really thirsty from all this excitement.”My family knew I wasn’t kidding.Mary asked Greg if he would drive home because she wanted to hold me in the backseat. As soon as Greg got back on the paved road, Mary looked around and found half of a bottle of Gatorade that she had snagged before we left Josh’s place. I chugged it down and was still pretty. ...she looked fucking fab she might be 68 but her body is only 45, absolutley fucking horny as hell, she climbed in and i couldnt help but look at her pussy it was lovely grey hair with a bit of the old brunette in it , she cut it and trimmed it and looked after her self, her nipples were hard and her tits did droop a little but i love that nothing wrong with a gracious mature woman, she moved over to me and said would i like her to wash me and then i could do her, she started on my back and. The doors were left open, I heard squeals and moans of delight, it sounded like Betsy was giving Dotty several orgasms. I wished I could see! Then I heard Betsy's sounds of bliss, quieter then Dotty.Things were quieter for awhile, and then the women came in and untied me. The three of us retired into the bathroom and took a loving bath together. Dotty made sure that our anuses were super clean. We washed each other carefully. It was sensual, rubbing soap on their beautiful bodies. I was more. My Mom opened my door, she stood seductively at the entrance to my room and alluringly said, "Hey, Sweetheart. I've got a prize to thank you for the massage you gave me earlier." She was wearing an extremely sexy and skimpy nightgown that was red; my favorite color. A hand placed on the door, and the other placed on her hip. Her gorgeous, dark-hazel bedroom eyes were locked on me. I was flabbergasted and shocked, I said, "M-Mom, what are you—"Before I could complete my sentence, Mom walked.