So we arrive and we go around and look at this and that and maximum occupancy is 15 people in each store at a certain time limit so we spent little ti...e in each store and were walking around and we decide to take a little break at some benches and we all hop on our phones and as I'm looking at my phone I see my mother's thicc, juicy, pantyhosed legs in my sight. She crosses her legs and her sundress rides up her thigh and my dick is so hard I can feel my zipper on my jeans unzip a little. As. Cindi made breakfast and invited Donna. It seemed like she had more makeup this time.After breakfast Donna asked“Same deal”Sure” Cindi repliedThey both undressed and Donna looked over at me while I dropped my shorts“Ready honey”? I asked“Yeah, okay” she repliedI grabbed the ropes and we headed to the tree“What’s going on” Donna asked. Her beautiful tits shaking“It’s easier to watch” Cindi informed her. She held her hands up and I bound her and hoisted her arms up“Holy @#$%” Donna remarked as. I love it when a woman gets desperate. I took my time, feeling her up. I crawled around her, squeezing her tits, stroking the inside of her thighs, fingering her pussy and bung. Made her cum again with my fingers, fed her my cock and fucked her mouth for a minute or two, just to show her who was boss. I tortured her with this game of "keep-away." I treated her like a prize cow at the State Fair judging ring. Her pleas only got louder and dirtier: "Goddamn it, why won’t you fuck me? I need you. I must admit, she has skill. She knows how to flick her tongue at my sensitive head, sucking with the right amount of pressure and not afraid to take my cock into her throat where she gave my cock a throat massage.Meanwhile, my hands took off her shirt and we paused for a while as we stripped off our clothes. I pushed her to her desk and return her the favor by flicking my tongue at her clit. Her head fall back as the sensation of my painting overrode her senses. Without much effort, her pussy.