For several weeks every summer my small town explodes into a hive of tourism. The caravan park is booked out, usually many months in advance, as is th... hotel as well as local football oval which becomes a makeshift, tent only, camping ground. Market stalls and a small carnival always seem to magically appear during this time. My story takes place during one such summer four years ago.I just realized I have been rather rude and not introduced myself. My name is Stacy, twenty years old and I can. Her Son was gorgeous. Just like his father. Without thinking her hand slid down to her pussy. She noticed how wet she was. She moaned quietly. She opened the duvetand looked at her Son’s body. She could see from the street light shining in to the room that her Son was still hard.She closed the duvet and began to rub her clit first slowly and draw her moistness of het pussy to her clit, she started to rub her clitfaster and faster. She heard Danny moan in his sleep. (Or so she thought)The heat. She said she is in periods so need to wait for more 3 days to complete, then we can have as much as we can.Then I called to my friend and asked his room for a week and he said you can use it but be careful with neighbor aunty. I said to bhargavi that we are gonna have our fucking session from next Monday, she felt happy and she kept kiss on my lips and had a war with my tongue. We then came back to our respective homes and enjoyed talked on phones and I was waiting for the day and finally it. Suddenly, I felt his thing right in the middle of my butts,which he was rubbing continuously in a vertical position. I was getting more and more wet with that rubbing. Finally I found one of his hands in my back, rubbing over my kameez. He then slowly slid his hand through my kameez into my bare tummy.He was moving his first finger round and round my novel. My arousal was getting high and high. While he was moving his finger with his one hand, he with his other hand pressed me at the lower.