I knew him better than I knew the father of the girls, if that answers you.”I soaped the wash cloth and washed my mother’s back beginning at her n...ck and down past her waist line. I added more water and soap and washed her butt and between her legs as she parted them in a signal to continue. I heard her moan softly. I asked if she would wash mine.I asked her, “When did Gina come to bed?” I had turned to feel my back being washed. No wash cloth, by bare hands. It was as much a massage as it was. Shelly knew she wasn’t going to last much longer and really wanted to fuck Darla good and hard before she came. Reaching up she grabbed her sides and rolled her to the side. They crashed down together on the bed with Darla partially under her. She quickly adjusted their position until she was between Darla’s legs where she quickly slid her cock back into the hilt.Looking down at Darla, Shelly said, “I’m going to fuck you until we both are screaming in orgasm!”With that, she grabbed Darla’s legs. A twenty-something surfer dude walked past us and saw Ann’s half-covered pussy. Stopping for a moment to take it all in, he gave me an all-saying wink, a nod, then stuck up his thumb. I answered his signs with a broad smile. Life was good! I saw that the group of boys right next to us had unashamedly pointed a video camera at her, lousily concealed on top of a large sports bag. One of them sure gave that "bag" a lot of attention! At no more than two meters away, they must've gotten a great view. I looked at his eyes and saw something resembling anger. As I looked at him he commanded, “don’t make a fucking sound.” His voice sent chills through my body. I was scared, but also feeling a strange desire deep within me. In an instant he spun me around and pushed my face to the tree with one hand and grasped both of my wrists together with the other and twisted them behind me so I could not move. I was silently hoping that someone would be walking down the same footpath as us and rescue me..