There was no table, but the picnic atmosphere prevailed as they all sat around the fire to begin their meal. Jeff, as he did most of the time, said a ...hort prayer over the food, which pleased Morales because it brought back memories of his mother.The salads were soon history and the thick buffalo steaks had been cooked to order with baked potatoes to go with them. In addition, Diana had brought real butter and sour cream for the potatoes as well as a variety of other garnishes if anyone so. Jason said something to her then and she stood and went to the couch and sat hunched down with her legs spread wide. In her current position I could get a great view of her hairy pussy. I watched as she fingered her dark brown triangle while Jason stripped. In moments he was naked with his hard bone sticking out at mom my. It was obvious that he wanted to fuck, but my mom had other plans. She guided his face back down to her hairy gash. I made my decision then that I had to get closer. I had to. The rhythmic fingering pleasure built waves through her body, she felt her climax was eminent. She was writhing around yearning for some release when all of a sudden; Eric stopped and pulled her hips up until she was on her knees. She felt his hardness push against her soaking wet opening, coating his now magnificent erection in her juices. Her hole was begging to be filled. “I want to hear you beg for it bitch.”“Please fuck me Eric, please” Lauren begged. “I’ve never had a man like you before;. "Mrs. Babcock just smiled. Then told me, "Queen Wilma hated eatingbreakfast alone too. There is one problem. I am the kitchen staff. Ifthere are too many people running around here, someone will start towonder why you spend only one day in two here and spend the other withyour parents" What are talking about?' I needed to know."I know how you were selected and what happens to you every twenty-fourhours," she told me."How? Who?" I asked."I told her, your highness," announced the PM as he walked.