We were kissing as I slid my hand down her body. I began rubbing her through her jeans. I guessed I was a bit off when she stopped my hand and started...to open her pants.I helped. With her pants open I was able to get my hand down inside her panties. Kelly was very wet. I lubricated my fingers with her juices and went back to work on her clitoris. I tried different angles of attack until I found the right one. It helped when she started saying, yes, Yes, YES!I kept rubbing and pinching her. Her prices were reasonable enough for most all to eat there and it was always a mixed crowd. I didn’t realize anything was wrong until I heard a gasp from her hostess. A shotgun boomed.I turned slowly, glad Sandy was in the kitchen. There were two of them early twenties or late teens. You could tell from the looks on their faces that at least one was high and the other needed a fix, judging from the way his hands were shaking I slowly raised my hands. The boys started screaming about this being. Jenny lost. Then stood up, she bent down and kissed me with meaning in front of her daughter. I felt Kelly’s reaction as she gripped my cock and sucked my head in to her mouth, swirling her tongue wildly around the tip.“I think we need to go inside” Jenny said, There is a lot of balcony’s overlooking us.Kelly stood up, then both of them pulled me up from the seat and Kelly led us to our bedroom.Mom and daughter turned to face me; their body’s not far dissimilar from one and other. Her mom had. The waistband wasn’t super tight, which was why he’d been able to get his hand in them so quickly. I actually got them from Sally Reubin who was given them as a gift by someone she wouldn’t identify (probably her boyfriend). She didn’t want her mother to know about them. It didn’t matter to me, because I did my own laundry. So my mother had no idea I had them.I put those on and, just for a few seconds, thought about just going out there topless. I knew that wouldn’t play well, though. Uncle Bob.