She pulled up to my neighbors house to get her k**, and I left my mower out thinking I could put it away later, and starting shooting basketball. Then...her and her son, and my neighbor came out from their house and started talking. I realized that they were staring at me while they were talking, but I just ignored it and kept shooting, even though I felt a little creeped out. I was trying to hear what they were saying, and all that I heard was "ya, he would do it, just ask it, I'm sure he will. It seemed like hours as we two girls kissed, our hands exploring rather foreign places to the both of us, yet we knew our own body quite well. That’s the irony in it.I leaned up against her beautiful dress and felt the peaks of her breasts rise and stand at my attention. My pussy continues to drip its warm luxurious oil. My stockings are now caked in my love juice. Her fingers make a beeline for my chest. ‘Mmm baby take it off,’ she whispers lustily in my ear whilst biting it. ‘I want to see. “Yes baby, yes,” Joan gasped, “Suck my nipples, enjoy Mummy's tits again.”Kath went from one tit to the next and then down again slopping at Joan's wet pussy.“Where is that horny husband of yours?” Joan said.“I'm here,” I said “just watching.”“Bring me that hard cock of yours, I need to suck it whilst Kath sucks me.”I knelt on the bed beside Joan's head and she took my cock in her hand and then placed it in her mouth. She sucked me deeply and I obliged by fucking her mouth, all the time. I didn’t mind that as it allowed us to catch up a bit, making up for lost time.When I collected him from the rail station while I obviously recognised him in the two years since we last got together, now at 14 he was suddenly a young man and no longer the boy that I remembered from the last visit. As usual, despite the time lapse we got on well picking up from where we left off and I was looking forward to next few weeks together. We did the usual things that Dad’s and sons do but being a.